cool quotes

[TiReMi]

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. ​

Aldous Huxley

Now thinking about this... I might have already posted this... LOL

 

[tulc]

Now thinking about this... I might have already posted this... LOL

That's one of the best parts about quotes: they've all been said before!
tulc(I always liked that one by the way)

 

[tulc]

Creation Dream

centered on silence
counting on nothing
i saw you standing on the sea
and everything was
dark except for
sparks the wind struck from your hair
sparks that turned to
wings around you
angel voices mixed with seabird cries
fields of motion
surging outward
questions that contain their own replies...

you were dancing
i saw you dancing
throwing your arms toward the sky
fingers opening
like flares
stars were shooting everywhere
lines of power
bursting outward
along the channels of your song
mercury waves flashed
under your feet
shots of silver in the shell-pink dawn...

(Ottawa 20/12/78)


Hills Of Morning (4:30)
underneath the mask of the sulphur sky
a bunch of us were busy waiting,
watching the people looking ill-at-ease,
watching the fraying rope get closer to breaking.

Women and men moved back and forth
in between effect and cause
and just beyond the range of normal sight
this glittering joker was dancing in the dragon's jaws

Let me be a little of your breath
moving over the face of the deep --
i want to be a particle of your light
flowing over the hills of morning.

The only sign you gave of who you were
when you first came walking down the road,
was the way the dust motes danced around
your feet in a cloud of gold.

But everything you see's not the way it seems --
tears can sing and joy shed tears.
You can take the wisdom of this world
and give it to the ones who think it all ends here!

Let me be a little of your breath
moving over the face of the deep --
i want to be a particle of your light
flowing over the hills of morning.
-Bruce Cockburn

 

[tulc]

"Into My Arms"

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candlew burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms
-Nick Cave

 

[Wolflily]

That's one of the best parts about quotes: they've all been said before!
tulc(I always liked that one by the way)

and there's also...

"It's all been done before." Bare Naked Ladies
"There's Nothing New Under the Sun." King Solomon

 

[Theofilus]

The Bible is endorsed by the ages. Our civilization is built upon its words. In no other book is there such a collection of inspired wisdom. Dwight D. Eisenhower

 

[shortone06]

" to want to serve God in some conditions, but not in others, is to serve him in your own way. But to put no limits on your submission to God is truly dying to yourself. this is how to worship God," -Fenalon french church leader
this is the coolest quote ever

 

[Michael.C.Hadley]

these are on my aim profile

No Reserve, No Regrets, No Retreat

The path to our destination is not always a straight one. We go down the wrong road, we get lost, we turn back. Maybe it doesn't matter which road we embark on. Maybe what matters is that we embark.

"Courage is being scared to death - but saddling up anyway."-John Wayne

Help others get ahead. You will always stand taller with someone else on your shoulders.

" There are no impossible dreams; there is just our limited perception of what is possible."

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." - Mark Twain

Courage is like love, it must have hope for nourishment
-Napoleon Bonaparte

 

[tulc]

here are 27 things we would never know without the movie industry:[size=+4] [/size]
1. Large, loft-style apartments in New York are within the price range of most people, whether they are employed or not.

2. At least one out of every pair of identical twins is born evil.
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3. Should you decide to defuse a bomb, don't worry which wire to cut.
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4. During all police investigations, it will be necessary to visit a strip club at least once.
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5. If you are blonde and pretty, it's possible to become a world expert on nuclear fission at age 22.

6. Radiation causes interesting mutations, not to your future children, but to you, right then and there.
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7. When you turn out the light to go to bed, everything in your bedroom will still be clearly visible, just slightly bluish.
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8. The Eiffel Tower can be seen from any window in Paris.
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9. If a large pane of glass is visible, someone will soon be thrown through it.
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10. Most dogs are immortal.
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11. Even when driving down a perfectly straight road, it is necessary to turn the steering wheel vigorously from left to right every few moments.

[size=+4][/size]12. Word processors never display a cursor on screen but will always
say "Enter password now".
13. A detective can only solve a case once he has been suspended from duty.

14. You're very likely to survive any battle in any war unless you make the mistake of showing someone a picture of your sweetheart back home.

15. All grocery bags contain at least one loaf of French bread.

16. It's easy for anyone to land a plane providing there is someone in the control tower to talk you down.

17. Should you wish to pass yourself off as a German officer, it will not be necessary to speak the language. A German accent will do.
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18. A man will show no pain while taking the most ferocious beating but will wince when a woman tries to clean his wounds.
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19. Honest and hardworking policemen are traditionally gunned down three days before retirement.
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20. It does not matter if you are heavily outnumbered in a fight involving martial arts; your enemies will wait patiently to attack you one by one by dancing around in a threatening manner until you have knocked out their predecessors.
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21. If staying in a haunted house, women should investigate strange noises in their most revealing underwear.
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22. If you decide to start dancing in the street, everyone else on the street will know all the steps.
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23. All bombs are fitted with electronic timing devices with large red readouts so you know exactly when they're going to go off.
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24. The White House can be seen from any window in D.C.
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25. Rather than wasting bullets, megalomaniacs prefer to kill their arch-enemies using complicated machinery involving fuses, pulley systems, deadly gasses, lasers, and man-eating sharks, which will allow their captives at least 20 minutes to escape.
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26. Police departments give their officers personality tests to make sure they are deliberately assigned a partner who is their opposite.
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27. Television news bulletins usually contain a story that affects you personally at that precise moment.

Thank you, movies, for teaching us these invaluable truths.
-Robert Osborne

 

[praying]

wrong quote thread!!

oops!!

 

[tulc]

wrong quote thread!!
oops!!
-mhatten

 

[praying]

wrong quote thread!!
oops!!
-mhatten

Wise guy

 

[Theofilus]

When the solution is simple, God is answering. Albert Einstein

 

[dsdumpling]

I will find in every person the facet of the Lord's loveliness that only he or she can uniquely reflect. Joni Eareckson Tada

 

[tulc]

Your song

It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live

If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
-Elton John

 

[tulc]

The god of the cannibals will be a cannibal, of the crusaders a crusader, of the merchants a merchant.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

[tulc]

There is a wonderful law of nature that the three things we crave most- happiness, freedom, and peace of mind- are always attained by giving them to someone else.
-Anonymous

 

[tulc]

Sometimes it hurts more then we can bear.If we could live without passion maybe we'd know some kind of peace..but we would be hollow..Empty rooms shuttered and dank.Without passion we'd be truly dead
-David Boreanaz

 

[tulc]

Midsummers eve
Longest day of sun’s bright light,
shortest night of all dark nights!
Flames of joy leap up, burst in,
burn away the suffering of sin.
Come, rake the fire together
in the light, and find your brother,
serving, with one another,
God, who is unity.

Hate and greed divide men all.
Over earth lies night’s dark pall.
Yet thou cam’st, the world’s true light,
waking men to live aright:
to serve thy kingdom fully,
that injustice give way wholly,
and thy Holy Spirit reign only.
Thy will be done.

O thou never-ending day,
when com’st thou, eternal sun, to stay?
Bring us everlasting peace,
city bright of joy and bliss.
From thee pure radiance streams
as one church, united, gleams.
Its brightness forever streams –
Glory to thee!

-Else von Hollander

 

[nadroj1985]

Your song

It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live

If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
-Elton John

Greatest love song ever. Nice pick, tulc

Here's a favorite poem of mine by T.S. Eliot, called "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock":

"S`io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s'i'odo il vero,
Senza tema d'infamia ti rispondo.

Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question...
Oh, do not ask, `` What is it? ''
Let us go and make our visit.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening.
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains.
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys.
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me.
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

And indeed there will be time
To wonder, ``Do I dare?'' and, ``Do I dare?''
Time to turn back and descend the stair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my hair--
[They will say: ``How his hair is growing thin!'']
My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin--
[They will say: ``But how his arms and legs are thin!'']
Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?

And I have known the eyes already, known them all--
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
And how should I presume?

And I have known the arms already, known them all--
Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
[But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!]
Is it perfume from a dress
That makes me so digress?
Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.
And should I then presume?
And how should I begin?
. . . . .
Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows? . . .

I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
. . . . .
And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
Smoothed by long fingers,
Asleep. . . tired . . . or it malingers,
Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis?
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head [grown slightly bald] brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet--and here's no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
And in short, I was afraid.

And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worth while,
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question,
To say: `` I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all''--
If one, settling a pillow by her head,
Should say: ``That is not what I meant at all.
That is not it, at all.''

And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor--
And this, and so much more?--
It is impossible to say just what I mean!
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow, or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:
``That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all.''
. . . . .
No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous--
Almost, at times, the Fool.

I grow old . . . I grow old . . .
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.


I do not think that they will sing to me.

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown."