The past alone is truly real: the present is but a painful, struggling birth into the immutable being of what is no longer. Only the dead exist fully. The lives of the living are fragmentary, doubtful, and subject to change; but the lives of the dead are complete, free from the sway of Time, the all-but omnipotent lord of the world. |
Death the Leveler by James Shirley
A Dedication to my Wife by T.S. Eliot
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. |
| Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space by Carl Sagan, Random House, 1994. |
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, |
| "Falling in love is the beginning of all wisdom, all sympathy, all compassion, all art, all religion; and in its larger sense is the one thing in life worth doing." [Elbert Hubbard] |
Pleasure by Charlotte Brontė
The Paradox of Time By Austin Dobson
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Weary of myself, and sick of asking What I am, and what I ought to be, At this vessel's prow I stand, which bears me Forwards, forwards, o'er the starlit sea. |
Self-Dependence By Matthew Arnold
Dreamers By Siegfried Sassoon
When You Are Old by William Butler Yeats
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"Men fear thought as they fear nothing else on earth - more than ruin - more even than death... Thought is subversive and revolutionary, destructive and terrible, thought is merciless to privilege, established institutions, and comfortable habit. Thought looks into the pit of hell and is not afraid. Thought is great and swift and free, the light of the world, and the chief glory of man." ~ Betrand Russell ~ |
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Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June, |
Heaven By Rupert Brooke
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So sweet love seemed that April morn, |
So Sweet Love Seemed That April Morn By Robert Bridges
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"In a world torn by every kind of fundamentalism --religious, ethnic, nationalist and tribal - we must grant first place to economic fundamentalism, with its religious conviction that the market, left to its own devices, is capable of resolving all our problems. This faith has its own ayatollahs. Its church is neo-liberalism; its creed is profit; its prayers are for monopolies." ~Carlos Fuentes~ |
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Oh my luve is like a red, red rose, |
A Red, Red Rose By Robert Burns
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Do not go gentle into that good night, |
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night By Dylan Thomas
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I love breasts, hard |
Breasts By Charles Simic