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"You have made The cement of your churches out of tears And ashes, and the fabric will not stand."
"The gods are growing old; The stars are singing Golden hair to gray Green leaf to yellow leaf,—or chlorophyl To xanthophyl, to be more scientific."
"Are we no greater than the noise we make Along one blind atomic pilgrimage Whereon by crass chance billeted we go Because our brains and bones and cartilage Will have it so?"
"Your Dollar is your only Word, The wrath of it your only fear. You build it altars tall enough To make you see, but your are blind; You cannot leave it long enough To look before you or behind."
"We are young And we are friends of time."
"A thousand golden sheaves were lying there, Shining and still, but not for long to stay— As if a thousand girls with golden hair Might rise from where they slept and go away."
"Religion is at its best when it makes us ask hard questions of ourselves. It is at its worst when it deludes us into thinking we have all the answers for everybody else."
"No matter what we are, and what we sing, Time finds a withered leaf in every laurel"
"Oh for a poet - for a beacon bright"
"To see the earth as it truly is, small and blue and beautiful in that eternal silence where it floats, is to see ourselves as riders on the earth together, brothers on that bright loveliness in the eternal cold — brothers who know now they are truly brothers."
"Another poem that I loved first as music, later pondered for what it could tell me about women and men and marriage, was Edwin Arlington Robinson's "Eros Turannos":"
"The business of the law is to make sense of the confusion of what we call human life—to reduce it to order but at the same time to give it possibility, scope, even dignity."
"If God is God, he is not good. If God is good, he is not God."
"Whenever Richard Cory went down town,We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown,Clean favored, and imperially slim.And he was always quietly arrayed,And he was always human when he talked;But still he fluttered pulses when he said,"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.And he was rich—yes, richer than a king— And admirably schooled in every grace:In fine, we thought that he was everythingTo make us wish that we were in his place.So on we worked, and waited for the light,And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,Went home and put a bullet through his head."
"The dissenter is every human being at those moments of his life when he resigns momentarily from the herd and thinks for himself."
"It is not in the world of ideas that life is lived. Life is lived for better or worse in life, and to a man in life, his life can be no more absurd than it can be the opposite of absurd, whatever that opposite may be."
"What is more important in a library than anything else — is the fact that it exists."
"Races didn't bother the Americans. They were something a lot better than any race. They were a People. They were the first self-constituted, self-declared, self-created People in the history of the world. And their manners were their own business. And so were their politics. And so, but ten times so, were their souls."
"We are as great as our belief in human liberty — no greater. And our belief in human liberty is only ours when it is larger than ourselves."
"I shall have more to say when I am dead."
"For one moment seek a lesser beauty and a lesser grace, but you will find no peace in the end save in her presence."
"A poem should not mean But be."
"Conventional wisdom notwithstanding, there is no reason either in football or in poetry why the two should not meet in a man's life if he has the weight and cares about the words."
"He was himself and he had lost the speed He started with, and he was left behind."
"How shall I leave thee, oh! my love, And blooming progeny? If I without thee mount above, 'Twill be no heav'n to me."
"There give thy griefs full vent to flow O'er the unconscious dead, With no spectator to thy woe But my attendant shade."
"Come Grief, and sing a solemn dirge Beneath this midnight shade; From central darkness now emerge, And tread the lonely glade."
"Though such the darkness of my soul, Not such the calmness there; But waves of guilt tumultuous roll 'Midst billows of despair."
"Tell me thou all pervading mind, When I this life forsake, Must ev'ry tender tie unbind, Each sweet connection break?"
"I think the concept of the 2suit is perfect. But I also think just the philosophy of thinking, thinking beyond normal into creating a suit for two people is wonderful."
"Joy and Sorrow have as source the very soul who planned their course."
"Vanna's 2Suit is just one small step toward humankind colonizing the universe."
"Now this is a writer."
"If you were the sky, I would unfurl myself in you, as a rainbow of colors yet unseen. I would become oceans of stars in your night."
"Truth is too big a price to pay for the luxury of avoiding pain now and then."
"I wanted you to know me."
"Above all, two qualities stand out about Vanna Bonta as a person, her candor and ingenuousness, and a childlike soul."
"Your kisses are thieves which leave me wanting nothing."
"Pure at heart: to be like a flower that blooms as gloriously, brilliantly in a secluded wild wood, not seen and praised."
"You never read about the real pain. It lives where no word can travel."
"I gave my smile its liberty, with no curfew nor bounds."
"I am in prayer. I am one hand, this Universe the other."
"I was inexpressibly struck, overtaken by chills, the likes of which I have not felt since the time I studied Sylvia Plath. Vanna Bonta is an important discovery."
"Life is my lover."
"I wished to dub as Masters: Love, Truth, Serenity. They'd feed and house and teach me with total sovereignty."
"Flaws like roadmaps I see. They are detours to you that I don't take."
"The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you."
"Inspiration always arrives unannounced."
"Why have a cake if I can't eat it?"
"I see the Internet as society’s approach to graduation into the ultimate meaning of Conscience, i.e., "with knowing.”"
Heute, am 12. Tag schlagen wir unser Lager in einem sehr merkwürdig geformten Höhleneingang auf. Wir sind von den Strapazen der letzten Tage sehr erschöpft, das Abenteuer an dem großen Wasserfall steckt uns noch allen in den Knochen. Wir bereiten uns daher nur ein kurzes Abendmahl und ziehen uns in unsere Kalebassen-Zelte zurück. Dr. Zwitlako kann es allerdings nicht lassen, noch einige Vermessungen vorzunehmen. 2. Aug.
- Das Tagebuch
Es gab sie, mein Lieber, es gab sie! Dieses Tagebuch beweist es. Es berichtet von rätselhaften Entdeckungen, die unsere Ahnen vor langer, langer Zeit während einer Expedition gemacht haben. Leider fehlt der größte Teil des Buches, uns sind nur 5 Seiten geblieben.
Also gibt es sie doch, die sagenumwobenen Riesen?
Weil ich so nen Rosenkohl nicht dulde!
- Zwei außer Rand und Band
Und ich bin sauer!