cool quotes

[praying]

Tis not the dying for a faith that’s so hard — some man of every nation
has done that: ‘tis the living up to it that is so difficult.

W. M. Thackeray

 

[tulc]

THE CONQUEROR WORM
Lo! 'tis a gala night
Within the lonesome latter years!
An angel throng, bewinged, bedight
In veils, and drowned in tears,
Sit in a theatre, to see
A play of hopes and fears,
While the orchestra breathes fitfully
The music of the spheres.

Mimes, in the form of God on high,
Mutter and mumble low,
And hither and thither fly-
Mere puppets they, who come and go
At bidding of vast formless things
That shift the scenery to and fro,
Flapping from out their Condor wings
Invisible Woe!

That motley drama- oh, be sure
It shall not be forgot!
With its Phantom chased for evermore,
By a crowd that seize it not,
Through a circle that ever returneth in
To the self-same spot,
And much of Madness, and more of Sin,
And Horror the soul of the plot.

But see, amid the mimic rout
A crawling shape intrude!
A blood-red thing that writhes from out
The scenic solitude!
It writhes!- it writhes!- with mortal pangs
The mimes become its food,
And seraphs sob at vermin fangs
In human gore imbued.

Out- out are the lights- out all!
And, over each quivering form,
The curtain, a funeral pall,
Comes down with the rush of a storm,
While the angels, all pallid and wan,
Uprising, unveiling, affirm
That the play is the tragedy, "Man,"
And its hero the Conqueror Worm.
-Edgar Allan Poe

 

[Theofilus]

The people who cast the votes don?t decide an election, the people who count the votes do. - Joseph Stalin

 

[tulc]

There was once a stonecutter, who was dissatisfied with himself and with his
position in life.
One day, he passed a wealthy merchant's house, and through the open gateway,
saw many fine possessions and important visitors. "How powerful that
merchant must be!" thought the stone-cutter. He became very envious, and
wished that he could be like the merchant. Then he would no longer have to
live the life of a mere stonecutter.

To his great surprise, he suddenly became the merchant, enjoying more
luxuries and power than he had ever dreamed of, envied and detested by those
less wealthy than himself. But soon a high official passed by, carried in a
sedan chair, accompanied by attendants, and escorted by soldiers beating
gongs. Everyone, no matter how wealthy, had to bow low before the
procession. "How powerful that official is!" he thought. "I wish that I
could be a high official!"

Then he became the high official, carried everywhere in his embroidered
sedan chair, feared and hated by the people all around, who had to bow down
before him as he passed. It was a hot summer day, and the official felt very
uncomfortable in the sticky sedan chair. He looked up at the sun. It shone
proudly in the sky, unaffected by his presence. "How powerful the sun is!"
he thought. "I wish that I could be the sun!"
Then he became the sun, shining fiercely down on everyone, scorching the
fields, cursed by the farmers and labourers. But a huge black cloud moved
between him and the earth, so that his light could no longer shine on
everything below. "How powerful that storm cloud is!" he thought. "I wish
that I could be a cloud!"

Then he became the wind, blowing tiles off the roofs of houses, uprooting
trees, hated and feared by all below him. But after a while, he ran up
against something that would not move, no matter how forcefully he blew
against it- a huge towering stone. "How powerful that stone is!" he thought.
"I wish that I could be a stone!"

Then he became a stone, more powerful than anything else on earth. But as he
stood there, he heard the sound of a hammer pounding a chisel into the solid
rock, and felt himself being changed. "What could be more powerful than I,
the stone?" he thought. He looked down and saw far below him the figure of a
stonecutter.

 

[vibrant]

"i didn't smoke pot. but i did eat some brownies"

- paul martin, prime minister of canada. (lol, the basic gist of what he said)

 

[oldrooster]

It takes 2 people to lie, one to lie & one to listen - Homer Simpson

 

[tulc]

Christ’s strength is often unconsciously present. Whatever takes place, takes place through him. When someone is driven by love in any way, he is driven by Christ.Whoever has love, has the love of God, even if he does not confess Christ in words. There is a hidden Christ; he is much too great to be confined to a little circle. He is a person and not a concept.
-Eberhard Arnold

 

[tulc]

A Smuggler's Song
IF you wake at midnight, and hear a horse's feet,
Don't go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street,
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie.
Watch the wall my darling while the Gentlemen go by.
Five and twenty ponies,
Trotting through the dark -
Brandy for the Parson, 'Baccy for the Clerk.
Them that ask no questions isn't told a lie -
And watch the wall my darling while the Gentlemen go by.

Running round the woodlump if you chance to find
Little barrels, roped and tarred, all full of brandy-wine,
Don't you shout to come and look, nor use 'em for your play.
Put the brishwood back again - and they'll be gone next day!

If you see the stable-door setting open wide;
If you see a tired horse lying down inside;
If your mother mends a coat cut about and tore;
If the lining's wet and warm - don't you ask no more!

If you meet King George's men, dressed in blue and red,
You be careful what you say, and mindful what is said.
If they call you " pretty maid," and chuck you 'neath the chin,
Don't you tell where no one is, nor yet where no one's been!

Knocks and footsteps round the house - whistles after dark
You've no call for running out till the house-dogs bark.
Trusty's here, and Pincher's here, and see how dumb they lie
They don't fret to follow when the Gentlemen go by!

'If You do as you've been told, 'likely there's a chance,
You'll be give a dainty doll, all the way from France,
With a cap of Valenciennes, and a velvet hood -
A present from the Gentlemen, along 'o being good!
Five and twenty ponies,
Trotting through the dark -
Brandy for the Parson, 'Baccy for the Clerk.
Them that asks no questions isn't told a lie -
Watch the wall my darling while the Gentlemen go by!
-Rudyard Kipling

 

[tulc]

Patience is a hard discipline. It is not just waiting until something happens over which we have no control: the arrival of the bus, the end of the rain, the return of a friend, the resolution of a conflict. Patience is not waiting passively until someone else does something. Patience asks us to live the moment to the fullest, to be completely present to the moment, to taste the here and now, to be where we are. When we are impatient, we try to get away from where we are. We behave as if the real thing will happen tomorrow, later, and somewhere else. Be patient and trust that the treasure you are looking for is hidden in the ground on which you stand.
-Henri J. M. Nouwen

 

[tulc]

There is a principle which is a bar against all information, which is proof against all arguments and which cannot fail to keep a man in everlasting ignorance:
that principle is contempt prior to investigation.
-Herbert Spencer
(stole this from mhatten, my sister from another mother)

 

[RED that's ME]

It nice to be important but important to be nice

 

[tulc]

Ideas are malleable and unstable, they not only can be misused, they invite misuse--and the better the idea the more volatile it is. That's because only the better ideas turn into dogma, and it is this process whereby a fresh, stimulating, humanly helpful idea is changed into robot dogma that is deadly...The problem starts at the secondary level, not with the originator or developer of the idea but with the people who are attracted by it, who cling to it until their last nail breaks, and who invariably lack the overview, flexibility, imagination, and, most importantly, sense of humor, to maintain it in the spirit in which it was hatched. Ideas are made by masters, dogma by disciples, and the Buddha is always killed on the road.
-Tom Robbins

 

[tulc]

If I Didn't Have You

*I don't know what i was thinking 'till i was thinking of u/ i don't
remember a thing before i opened my eyes & u came to view/ i don't know
what i was doing when there was nothing to do/ must've been waiting for
someone, baby/ now i can see - i was waiting for u/
reff--> i'd give up my sight just to see u/ i'd beg, i would borrow & steal/
i'd cut off my hands just to touch u/ & tear out my heart so u'd know how i
feel/ there's nowhere that i wouldn't follow/ there's nothing that i
wouldn't do/ 'cause i wouldn't wanna be me if i didn't have u
*driving myself to distraction until u got in my way/ i was just whistling
dixie 'til u struck up the band & they started to play/ i don't know how i
was living until u came in my life/ i always knew there was something wrong/
then u came along baby, u made it right/ >reff
*i was alone in the silence 'till i was hearing ur voice/ i couldn't see my
way clear until u parted the clouds & u gave me a choice/ i couldn't pick up
the pieces 'till i was falling apart/ i didn't know i was bleeding 'till ur
love fixed this hole, baby, here in my heart/ >reff
-Amanda Marshall

 

[Theofilus]

Real Courtroom quote

Q. When he went, had you gone and had she, if she wanted to and were
able, for the time being excluding all the restraints on her not to go,
gone also, would he have brought you, meaning you and she, with him to
the station?

Attorney: Objection! That question should be taken out and shot!

 

[tulc]

[font=Georgia,Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]No one is ever usless to God. No one who can pray is ever useless. There are many people to perform the needed activities, but too few to take the time for prayer. I suppose the hardest thing about being an invalid, about being "useless," is that it is much harder to receive help than to give it. It is much harder to be still than to be active. That is why it is important to learn how to be a gracious receiver as well as a gracious giver.
-Anna Mow
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[Wolflily]

If I Didn't Have You
-Amanda Marshall

Great song!!!!

 

[Jesus_Freak728]

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here are some quotes I thought were pretty cool:
"No Matter what you do there will be critics."
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...I'm surrounded
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[altya]

Belief in Jesus is not a crutch. It is a mercy seat where one can
rest

 

[tulc]

The Skin Horse had lived longer in the nursery than any of the others. He was so old that his brown coat was bald in patches and showed the seams underneath, and most of the hairs in his tail had been pulled out to string bead necklaces. He was wise, for he had seen a long succession of mechanical toys arrive to boast and swagger, and by-and-by break their mainsprings and pass away, and he knew that they were only toys, and would never turn into anything else. For nursery magic is very strange and wonderful, and only those playthings that are old and wise and experienced like the Skin Horse understand all about it.

"What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"

"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."

"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.

"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."

"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"

"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

"I suppose you are real?" said the Rabbit. And then he wished he had not said it, for he thought the Skin Horse might be sensitive. But the Skin Horse only smiled.

"The Boy's Uncle made me Real," he said. "That was a great many years ago; but once you are Real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always."

-Margery Williams "the Velveteen Rabbit"

 

[tulc]

[font=Georgia,Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Christ does not save all those who say to Him: “Lord, Lord.” But he saves all those who out of a pure heart give a piece of bread to a starving man, without thinking about Him the least little bit. And these, when He thanks them, reply: Lord, when did we feed thee?

An atheist and an “infidel,” capable of pure compassion, are as close to God as is a Christian, and consequently know Him equally well, although their knowledge is expressed in other words, or remains unspoken. For “God is Love.”
-Simone Weil
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