Comments on: We Few, We Happy Few…

By: Marcel

Marcel — Fri, 22 Aug 2008 16:27:19 +0000

Well, as long as we’re doing favorite, inspiring quotes:

“Truth is such a rare quality, a stranger so seldom met
in this civilization of fraud, that it is never received freely, but must fight its way into the world.”

–Hilton Hotema, Historian and author of “The Lost Wisdom of the Ancient Masters.”

By: Eric

Eric — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 05:37:19 +0000

“Anything worth living for is worth dying for and anything worth dying for is certainly worth living for.” Catch 22

“Its kind of funny and its kind of sad, the dreams in which I’m dying are some of the best I’ve ever had.” Mad World

By: Manu

Manu — Sat, 21 Jun 2008 07:01:40 +0000

Two more to ponder on:

“He who lives by fighting with an enemy has an interest in the preservation of the enemy’s life.”
-Friedrich Nietzsche

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“In my life, I have prayed but one prayer: oh Lord, make my enemies ridiculous. And God granted it.”
- Voltaire

By: David Steele

David Steele — Sat, 21 Jun 2008 01:20:12 +0000

“Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win great triumphs, even though checkered by failure, then to rank with the poor souls who neither suffer much nor enjoy much, because they live in the dark twilight that knows neither victory, nor defeat.”
–Teddy Roosevelt

By: Manu

Manu — Fri, 20 Jun 2008 06:31:51 +0000

Poor Poor Sir John (From the same play)

- Mistress Quickly

’A made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child; ’a parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o’ the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers’ ends, I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and ’a babbled of green fields. “How now, Sir John!” quoth I; “What, man! Be o’ good cheer.” So ’a cried out “God, God, God!” three or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him ’a should not think of God; I hoped there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So ’a bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my hand into the bed and felt them, and they were as cold as any stone; then I felt to his knees, and they were as cold as any stone, and so upward and upward, and all was as cold as any stone.