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"If you get your head above the crowd, you're going to be criticized. So get used to the idea."
"What care if the day Be turned to gray, What care if the night come soon! We may choose the pace Who bow for grace, At the Inn of the Silver Moon."
"Whoe'er has travel'd life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest welcome, at an inn."
"The atmosphere Breathes rest and comfort and the many chambers Seem full of welcomes."
"Where you have friends you should not go to inns."
"Where'er his fancy bids him roam, In ev'ry Inn he finds a home— * * * * * Will not an Inn his cares beguile, Where on each face he sees a smile?"
"Alone the varying road of life, In calm content, in toil or strife, At morn or noon, by night or day, As time conducts him on his way, How oft doth man, by care oppressed, Find in an Inn a place of rest."
"Now musing o'er the changing scene Farmers behind the tavern screen Collect; with elbows idly press'd On hob, reclines the corner's guest, Reading the news to mark again The bankrupt lists or price of grain. Puffing the while his red-tipt pipe He dreams o'er troubles nearly ripe, Yet, winter's leisure to regale, Hopes better times, and sips his ale."
"He who has not been at a tavern knows not what a paradise it is. O holy tavern! O miraculous tavern!—holy, because no carking cares are there, nor weariness, nor pain; and miraculous, because of the spits, which themselves turn round and round!"
"You may go to Carlisle's and to Almanac's too; And I'll give you my Head if you find such a Host, For Coffee, Tea, Chocolate, Butter, or Toast; How he welcomes at once all the World and his Wife, And how civil to Folks he ne'er saw in his Life."
"The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day: Now spurs the lated traveler apace To gain the timely inn."
"Shall I not take mine ease in mine inn?"
"In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half hung."
"A region of repose it seems, A place of slumber and of dreams."
"Souls of poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern?"
"There is nothing which has yet been contrived by man, by which so much happiness is produced as by a good tavern or inn."
"He had scarcely gone a short league, when Fortune, that was conducting his affairs from good to better, discovered to him the road, where he also espied an Inn. Sancho positively maintained it was an Inn, and his master that it was a castle; and the dispute lasted so long that they arrived there before it was determined."
"Independence now: and INDEPENDENCE FOREVER."
"L'injustice à la fin produit l'indépendance."
"Hail! Independence, hail! Heaven's next best gift, To that of life and an immortal soul!"
"Thy spirit, Independence, let me share! Lord of the lion-heart and eagle-eye, Thy steps I follow with my bosom bare, Nor heed the storm that howls along the sky."
"Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear Your favours nor your hate."
"America is a country that seems forever to be toddler or teenager, at those two stages of human development characterized by conflict between autonomy and security."
"Voyager upon life's sea:— To yourself be true, And whate'er your lot may be, Paddle your own canoe."
"My anxiety is not that this community's autonomy would be usurped by Peking, but that it could be given away bit by bit by some people in Hong Kong."
"The whole trouble is that we won't let God help us."
"When in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bonds which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth the separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation."
"All we ask is to be let alone."
"I never thrust my nose into other men's porridge. It is no bread and butter of mine: Every man for himself and God for us all."
"It is a great folly to lose the inner man in order to gain the outer, that is, to give up the whole or the greater part of one’s quiet, leisure, and independence for splendour, rank, pomp, titles and honours."
"Independence, the freedom of a self-governing nation, is in my estimation the highest political good, for which any disadvantage, if need be, and any sacrifice are a cheap price."
"No one can construct for you the bridge upon which precisely you must cross the stream of life, no one but you yourself alone."
"At the heart of the Right to Repair movement is human agency — the agency to use your property as you see fit; the agency for small businesses and repair shops to compete with huge incumbents by providing better, cheaper services; and the agency for the next innovators of the world to tinker, free of constraints, as they develop the skills needed to realize the vision for that next great product."
"I, who have the strength and awareness to be my own motive force, will not be the little cog that is overwhelmed, annihilated by the heavy social gears."
"From my invaded nation,/the battlefield today is independence."
"I loved a lass, a fair one, As fair as e'er was seen; She was indeed a rare one, Another Sheba queen: But, fool as then I was, I thought she loved me too: But now, alas! she's left me, Falero, lero, loo!"
"Or as one nail by strength drives out another, So the remembrance of my former love Is by a newer object quite forgotten."
"Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove; O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken."
"O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable."
"They are not constant but are changing still."
"Notre raison est toujours déçue par l'inconstance des apparences."
"All things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light, but though I seem to be driven out of my country as a misbeliever I have found no man yet with a faith like mine."
"I hate inconstancy—I loathe, detest, Abhor, condemn, abjure the mortal made Of such quicksilver clay that in his breast No permanent foundation can be laid."
"O Fortuna, velut luna statu variabilis."
"You cannot make, my Lord, I fear, a velvet purse of a sow's ear."
"Certum est quia impossibile est."
"Certainly nothing is unnatural that is not physically impossible."
"Simul flare sorbereque haud facile Est: ego hic esse et illic simul, haud potui."
"Few things are impossible to diligence and skill."
"And what's impossible, can't be, And never, never comes to pass."
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!