Kevin's Watch

"Dogs make great friends. Cats make great Hunan chicken." unattributed

"I am the Emperor and I want dumplings."
Ferdinand I emperor of Austria

You're right, that was uncalled for, but I feel like ordering some Chinese right about now.

I'm a bit of a dog fan myself.

"The only problem with seeing too much is that it makes you insane."
Phaedrus

I love quotes by ancient poets . . .

"True friends stab you in the front."
Oscar Wilde

"Death is no more than passing from one room into another. But there's a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see."
Helen Keller

One more. This one always spooks me.

"I am become death, the destroyer of worlds."
J. Robert Oppenheimer

Seeing that mushroom cloud would send chills down your spine I'm sure.

The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of the black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age."
H.P. Lovecraft "The Call of Cthulhu"

"For what is it to die, but to stand in the sun and melt into the wind?"
Kahlil Gibran

"Sacrifice! What do you know of sacrifice? Who've you died for recently?"
A dialogue excerpt from my book that I really liked

"let them eat cake." -Marie Antoinette

great wen u consider that she sed this after bein told that the ppl of paris were dyin of starvation coz they had no bread.

sum sui generis

If a man shouts in the woods, and there is no woman there to hear him, is he still wrong?

Anonymous

If the mind were so simple we could understand it, we would be so simple we couldn't--Lyall Watson

If you want the rainbow, you have to put up with a little rain.

Anonymous

I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen,
of meadow flowers and butterflies
and summers that have been;

Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall ever see.

For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.

I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.

But all the while I sit and think
of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door.


Sorry, is this too long?

What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

- T.S. Elliot
The Waste Land
I. The Burial of the Dead

O my groin!--Adept Havelock (Mordant's Need )

birdandbear wrote:I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen,
of meadow flowers and butterflies
and summers that have been;

Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.

I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall ever see.

For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.

I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.

But all the while I sit and think
of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door.

Bilbo's song from Lord of the Rings! When I left something I had been involved with for quite a long time, that was the song I used as a farewell.

"This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper." --T.S. Eliot's The Hollow Men

"Only You Can Prevent Forests."
sign displayed by U.S. airmen spraying defoliants during Vietnam.

There was no secret; there was only the crushing bondage of being, and finally when it was time to be no more, nothingness. - Mallory Ringess

caamora,
I have been assured that, yes, he is, indeed, wrong.

"I am the greatest swordsman that ever lived."
Madmartigan, Willow

The man may be wrong but the woman will make him guess why.