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Q102047422-34ea14a0-433e-5a7b-ba83-7586f5f1d1ae P7150 "Le travail, c'est la vie" @default.
Q10289249-d967cd1f-4da6-ed23-61a8-f8d0d50c94da P7150 "Thou hast nor youth nor age But as it were an after dinner sleep Dreaming of both." @default.
Q104589624-91e68da5-4f2a-881d-a647-29b3e26bbdfb P7150 "Experiments that failed too many times Transformations that were too hard to find Poison's in my bloodstream, Poison's in my pride I'm after rebellion, I'll settle for lies Yes I know the secrets of the iron and mind They're trinity acts, a mineral fire Yes I know the secrets of the circuitry mind It's a flaming wonder telepath" @default.
Q1084475-04acf05c-4041-426c-898c-17ad00fc8f8d P7150 "Mistah Kurtz — he dead" @default.
Q109537716-1bd07918-4a93-b2bf-45f2-8e0e33329c15 P7150 "Along the shore the cloud waves break, The twin suns sink behind the lake, The shadows lengthen⁠ In Carcosa. Strange is the night where black stars rise, And strange moons circle through the skies, But stranger still is ⁠ Lost Carcosa. Songs that the Hyades shall sing, Where flap the tatters of the King, Must die unheard in ⁠ Dim Carcosa. Song of my soul, my voice is dead, Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed Shall dry and die in ⁠ Lost Carcosa." @default.
Q109555935-aa39a50c-4739-ea19-215a-3ca51f60d02c P7150 "Let the red dawn surmise⁠ What we shall do, When this blue starlight dies ⁠And all is through." @default.
Q109555992-e706be58-4e0c-077e-70f8-68a88de35de0 P7150 "“Ne raillons pas les fous; leur folie dure plus longtemps que la nôtre . . . Voilà toute la différence.”" @default.
Q109556358-0dbe5c8a-4f18-23fb-8bc7-954f4da96c9f P7150 "Camilla: You, sir, should unmask. Stranger: Indeed? Cassilda: Indeed it’s time. We all have laid aside disguise but you. Stranger: I wear no mask. Camilla: (Terrified, aside to Cassilda.) No mask? No mask!" @default.
Q109556600-c3a7c03c-431c-eff1-0495-00c5bb0d6ae7 P7150 "Oh Thou who burn’st in heart for those who burn In Hell, whose fires thyself shall feed in turn; How long be crying,—‘Mercy on them, God! Why, who art thou to teach and He to learn?" @default.
Q109556841-171fbbd1-4cd3-c9da-929c-1a7bf43307b5 P7150 "Mais je croy que je Suis descendu on puiz Tenebreux onquel disoit Heraclytus estre Verité cachée." @default.
Q109556841-a0af4af5-41e0-94de-6bcd-baddc2dee6d1 P7150 "There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four which I know not: The way of an eagle in the air; the way ofa serpent upon a a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid." @default.
Q109557090-934e2fb2-469b-5a32-e492-7b07712fd249 P7150 "If but the Vine and Love Abjuring Band Are in the Prophets’ Paradise to stand, Alack, I doubt the Prophets’ Paradise, Were empty as the hollow of one’s hand." @default.
Q109557332-23f8fbf5-47ad-cc9d-e5db-b83d842079e5 P7150 "Ferme tes yeux à demi, Croise tes bras sur ton sein, Et de ton cœur endormi Chasse à jamais tout dessein.*⁠*⁠*⁠* Je chante la nature, Les étoiles du soir, les larmes du matin, Les couchers de soleil à l’horizon lointain, Le ciel qui parle au cœur d’existence future!" @default.
Q109557623-6f879c4d-428e-5353-f948-25f2d50a3fa0 P7150 "Be of Good Cheer, the Sullen Month will die, And a young Moon requite us by and by: Look how the Old one, meagre, bent, and wan With age and Fast, is fainting from the sky." @default.
Q109557635-c179eeee-4c98-c26b-5c62-c59cf5913bb9 P7150 "Et tout les jours passés dans la tristesse Nous sont comptés comme des jours heureux!" @default.
Q109557638-9699a07e-4919-8589-d604-69f031d08073 P7150 "For let Philosopher and Doctor preach Of what they will and what they will not, --each Is but one link in an eternal chain That none can slip nor break nor over-reach. Crimson nor yellow roses nor The savour of the mounting sea Are worth the perfume I adore That clings to thee. The languid-headed lilies tire, The changeless waters weary me; I ache with passionate desire Of thine and thee. There are but these things in the world -- Thy mouth of fire, Thy breasts, thy hands, thy hair upcurled And my desire." @default.
Q110267926-E25CC5C0-4824-465A-B5F1-06DE065EA0B0 P7150 ""Richard, who robbed the Lion of his heart,/And fought the Holy Wars in Palestine."" @default.
Q110286386-6C75AC91-FD40-477A-9D65-840E155C9B47 P7150 "A matchless pair. / With equal virtue formed, and equal grace; / The same distinguished by their sex alone— / Hers the mild lustre of the blooming morn, / And his the radiance of the risen day." @default.
Q110286490-4B8E1473-55F5-4E8F-86B8-70F91D506783 P7150 "These are Clan-Alpine's warriors true, / And, Saxon, I am Roderick Dhu." @default.
Q110286491-00C7C08F-ECF2-49C0-84AA-F4DF695F8FFA P7150 "These are Clan-Alpine's warriors true, / And Saxon, I am Roderick Dhu." @default.
Q110286492-B07F347C-A970-498A-80B8-069D9F0E1F48 P7150 "These are Clan-Alpine's warriors true, / And Saxon, I am Roderick Dhu." @default.
Q110286674-AC9AFFDC-CA69-4A49-B586-0E7508B36F38 P7150 ""Le mérite d'une Traduction est, surtout, d'être le miroir litteral (sic) de l'Original" The merit of a Translation is, above all things, that of its being literally a reflection of the Original." @default.
Q110289949-C708DF96-9390-4815-8FFE-27F7D4C351F5 P7150 "No mother's care / Shielded my infant innocence with pray'r; / No father's guardian hand my youth maintain'd, / Call'd forth my virtues, or from vice restrain'd." @default.
Q110315052-2AA4A2FD-512B-49F5-81F9-ACDC4FCFA8F0 P7150 "Love knows no control: those who love truly love strongly. Reason is useless when passion rides triumphant." @default.
Q110370348-70661DD9-CBBC-4A59-B944-D6AB66537D7E P7150 "When lovely woman stoops to folly, / And finds too late that men betray, / What charms can soothe her melancholy? / What tears can wash her guilt away?" @default.
Q110370424-F71C9AC0-BF41-4C15-AA0D-7EB68CCABD6F P7150 "Come life shadows; so depart." @default.
Q110370464-CFE3E088-1843-44BB-85F2-3AB05F69D354 P7150 "When lovely woman stoops to folly, / A finds too late that men betray ; / What charms can soothe her melancholy, / What tears can wash her guilt away ?" @default.
Q110370473-3B8CC3BA-0BBD-49A1-A739-FB79BA9912F5 P7150 "By choice selected, lo! we stand, / By friendship join'd, a social band, / That love, that aid, mankind." @default.
Q110372238-88E56E32-3D94-4B35-A7EE-B4CA6F2BA495 P7150 "Escucha, pues, un rato, y, diré cosas, / Estranas y espantosas, poco á poco." @default.
Q110372269-61A3A8EA-3737-44FC-B672-792F42F603D9 P7150 "Fear no more the heat o' the sun, / Nor the furious winter's rages; / Thou thy worldly task hast done, / Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. / Golden lads and lasses must / Consign to Thee and tu / to dust." @default.
Q110373296-8FA323D5-3486-4C5A-BFCE-4739693BDB99 P7150 "Truth is strange ! stranger than fiction." @default.
Q110373325-F7E85C9F-23BD-4899-B672-43AA1E48877A P7150 "We may roam through this world like a fly at a feast, / Who sips of one sweet and then flies to the rest; / And when Pleasure begins to grow dull in the East, / Just order our wings, and be off to the West." @default.
Q110373351-E575D531-F735-44BD-ADA2-23036447F497 P7150 "In ourselves,— / In our own honest hearts and chainless hands, / Will be our safeguard. While we seek no use / Of arms, we would not have our children blend / With their first innocent wishes;—while the love / Of country and of justice shall be one / To their young reason; while their sinews grow / From midst the gladness of heroic spirits, / We shall not ask, to guard our country's peace, / One selfish passion, or one venal sword." @default.
Q110373356-49AAB55C-09DF-409E-8A55-66D58A476885 P7150 "List, ye landsmen all, to me! / Messmates, hear a brother sailor / Tell the dangers of the seas." @default.
Q110376729-B2209ACC-4EA2-409F-9196-0DD2AE26FA05 P7150 "Alas! such is our nature! all but aim / At the same end by pathways not the same; / Our means, our birth, our nation, and our name, / Our fortune, temper, even our outward frame, / Are far more potent o'er our yielding clay / Than aught we know beyond our little day." @default.
Q110378523-985BE226-2FBB-4018-BC11-823E6F2F2A34 P7150 "Uni æquus virtuti." @default.
Q110378525-B8A7C89D-108A-4D9A-B649-68A3F9AA5D53 P7150 "Uni æquus virtuti." @default.
Q110378526-D7636970-059F-476D-BE22-51D5F1C3752D P7150 "Uni æquus virtuti." @default.
Q110378533-8B8ABDBF-20F4-47DD-9D16-14B86A53323B P7150 "——————"Give me the broad prairie, / Where man, like the wind, roams impulsive and free; / Behold how its beautiful colours all vary, / Like those of the clouds or the deep-rolling sea? / A life in the woods, boys, is even as changing; / With proud independence we season our cheer; / And those who the world are for happiness ranging, / Won't find it at all if they don't find it here." @default.
Q110379065-9F904001-ECBD-4189-9AF1-D6CE95C484DF P7150 "Content is wealth, the riches of the mind, / And happy he who can the treasure find; / But the base miser starves amidst his store, / Broods o'er his gold, and griping still for more, / Sits sadly pining, and believes he's poor." @default.
Q110379066-13AB8B1E-869F-4DC4-9255-DE52694A9ACE P7150 "Content is wealth, the riches of the mind, / And happy he who can the treasure find; / But the base miser starves amidst his store, / Broods o'er his gold, and griping still for more, / Sits sadly pining, and believes he's poor." @default.
Q110379683-7888D8DB-37F1-4598-B668-9204F7202268 P7150 "Dreams, magic terrors, spells of mighty power, / Witches, and ghosts who rove at midnight hour." @default.
Q110379685-B791260F-9156-4408-ADD6-1950B93467B1 P7150 "Dreams, magic terrors, spells of mighty power, / Witches, and ghosts who rove at midnight hour." @default.
Q110382810-A57C2B35-C4F4-467D-A3AD-4B080A297C2D P7150 "Honour, that spins / Fine curious parallels that never meet, / What says she then? First, I must right myself ; / And then, not wrong the publick. Rare distinction. / . . . . . . . . . / But each man's private good lurks in the publick ; / Then each man take his part, and where's the evil? / Oh, but the publick is the storehouse ! No: / Rather the jayl, that keeps men's private goods / Confined: I'll get mine out, and set the rest on fire. / My private pleasure is my soveraign good, / T' obey and pratifie each strong impulse / Of my own will nor heed their squeamish cavils." @default.
Q110384231-1201EE0C-9061-4FEA-A8C1-5B19516F3481 P7150 "What should be the traitor's meed, / Who leaves that fair one thus to weep? / Like her's, his flinty heart should bleed, / The tares he sow'd to reap. / Where'er the traitor strayed, should rise / Looks of sco / from lovely eyes; / Condemned to hopeless woe;—his fate— / All mankind's sco / , and woman's hate! / Without appeal, through life to bear, / On earth reproach, in heaven despair!" @default.
Q110384234-CBF49B9C-08D6-4983-8252-5735A291800B P7150 "How meekly does she bear the frowns of fate, / The gibes of fortune, and the curse of hate; / Malice pursues, yet doth she conquer all, / For virtue triumphs, as her foemen fall." @default.
Q110384244-342DF256-E5B9-4C47-8C53-D7EE296434DA P7150 "Ye good distrest! / Ye noble few! who here unbending stand / Beneath life's pressure; yet bear up awhile; / And what your bounded view, which only saw / A little part, deemed evil, is no more! / The storms of wintry time will quickly pass, / And one unbounded spring encircle all." @default.
Q110384264-4D70B702-34E6-47D9-960A-029A76011482 P7150 "As I walk'd one night, in the pale moonlight, / I a demon grim did see: / He sat on some stones, gnawing human bones, / And he feasted merrily. / His wine was the blood of the fair and good, / Drawn from the veins when young, / And tears like pearls shed by factory girls, / Round his head in ringlets hung. / Then his win he quaff'd—he relished the draught, / Against the tree he lean'd, / His eyes shone bright, as he cried with delight, / "Ha! ha! I'm the factory fiend." @default.
Q110389311-356996A9-B7E7-4FF8-9F6C-E91A15B062AA P7150 "In a box in the Stone Jug I was bo / , / Of a hempen widow the kid forlo / , / Fake away." @default.
Q110389317-8C81A88D-5248-40AE-80A1-61CBDAD9B2ED P7150 "In a box in the Stone Jug I was bo / , / Of a hempen widow the kid forlo / , / Fake away." @default.
Q110389471-C7967F3A-0EF4-4798-AD2A-3202307F6BAC P7150 "—Honour, that spins / Fine curious parallels that never meet, / What says she then ? First, I must right myself ; / And then, not wrong the publick—rare distinction. / * * * * * / But each man's private good lurks in the publick ; / Then each man take his part, and where's the evil ? / Oh, but the publick is the storehouse ! No: / Rather the jayl, that keeps men's private goods / Confined: I'll get mine out, and set the rest on fire. / My private pleasure is my soveraign good, / T' obey and pratifie each strong impulse / Of my own wi[ll] nor heed their squeamish cavils." @default.
Q1106283-1947bd8b-46fe-5cec-132f-56df53520971 P7150 "The guidance-system of weapons-item 207, which consists of six hundred miniaturized electronic components, can best be plowshared as a lacquered ceramic owl which appears to the unenlightened only as an ornament; the informed knowing, however, that the owl's head, when removed, reveals a hollow body in which cigars or pencils can be stored." @default.
Q111804598-65242eee-4de4-0a63-4dfe-126be012ae22 P7150 "au major DAVEL le peuple Vaudois" @default.
Q111804598-736ea022-4923-24ed-3402-537346e92ec1 P7150 "ma mort sera utile a mon pays" @default.
Q111804598-ab4efc82-4cc7-01b0-ad10-19c33b21c825 P7150 "ce que je fais n'est pas l'œuvre d'un jour" @default.
Q112030142-cf4a9417-4d03-12b9-6bb4-422df0a01b23 P7150 "Nous n'avons pas été vaincus (Napoléon)" @default.
Q11281471-a8067828-4fa6-bc0e-0c83-e1a4960dc3b8 P7150 "There is a magnificent tree, perhaps 10 meters tall. Layers upon layers of bright green leaves form a natural canopy overhead. This seems to be a perfect place to find respite from the rain." @default.
Q11281471-bad4246b-4c52-553f-c618-4db30a1c8794 P7150 "in the beginning of the world there were four types of dragons from the four dragons were born the seasons from the seasons were born the seven dragons of weather from the weather were born the thirteen dragons of earth the wind blowing out of the grasslands, the soft sunlight, pairs of beasts, lively castle towns all is given life by the long breath of the dragons from the 24 dragons, innumerable more are born into the world they wait for the time to awaken the time has not yet come the world is a Dragon’s Egg with the Travelers and Ryuujin warming it what sort of dragon will hatch into this world...?" @default.
Q113462698-fc00de3c-4d06-7b3a-f4c7-a656fed34bcc P7150 "Der Mensch lebt in der Erinnerung" @default.
Q113610-058fcf2e-45bd-1825-e2be-d3ba8951fc65 P7150 "If ever thou gavest hosen or shoon Then every night and all Sit thou down and put them on And Christ receive thy soul This aye night, this aye night Every night and all Fire and fleet and candlelight And Christ receive they soul If ever thou gavest meat or drink Then every night and all The fire shall never make thee shrink And Christ receive thy soul" @default.
Q113610-3ed8630c-44e8-146e-8a55-838f2d86a52a P7150 "I have never been to St. John’s Wood. I dare not. I should be afraid of the innumerable night of fir trees, afraid to come upon a blood red cup and the beating of the wings of the Eagle." @default.
Q113623182-a488a266-4009-adcd-98e8-d383f8b106ff P7150 "По крутому горному склону на ловитву я шел и редчайший цветок ар...(лакуна) узрел, сулящий счастье и долголетие почетное нашедшему. И сорвалего. Но когда срывал, (то) камушек малый нарушил стопой своей, н покатился он (вниз) и увлек другие камни. И возник (родился) обвал, и обрушился в долину на дом ближних моих.Ответь, путник: виновен ли невиновный? Грешен ли не замышлявший зла,нопричинивший (зло)?Ты не виноват - говорит (мне) разум. Но почему лачугой должника, пещерой изгнанника, ямой прокаженного стал для меня мир подзвездный?" @default.
Q1138582-1d013229-4e1d-3353-113c-6e69a3ced7cc P7150 "Ah Ben! Say how, or when shall we thy Guests meet at those Lyrick Feasts, made at the Sun, the Dog, the triple Tunne? Where we such clusters had, as made us nobly wild, not mad; and yet each Verse of thine out-did the meate, out-did the frolick wine. My Ben! Or come agen: Or send to us, thy wits great over-plus; but teach us yet Wisely to husband it; lest we that Talent spend: And having once brought to an end that precious stock; the store of such a wit the world should have no more." @default.
Q1141815-db3d8f71-448a-6bd6-2102-3bd38e6fc2ce P7150 "Of such great powers or beings there may be conceivably a survival . . . a survival of a hugely remote period when . . . consciousness was manifested, perhaps, in shapes and forms long since withdrawn before the tide of advancing humanity . . . forms of which poetry and legend alone have caught a flying memory and called them gods, monsters, mythical beings of all sorts and kinds. . . ." @default.
Q115601013-0c5cad36-436e-cf5f-3129-37a30efd7339 P7150 "Creativity is hiding your sources." @default.
Q117199528-dbf99123-435c-33ad-86c3-3ab0eed54d18 P7150 "He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man." @default.
Q117814317-42b57035-4f0d-e347-e65b-6c29d372d3d3 P7150 "(੧੯੪੭ ਦੇ ਘਲੂਘਾਰ ਵਿਚ ਧਨੀ, ਪੁਠੋਹਾਰ ਤੇ ਬਾਕੀ ਪੰਜਾਬ ਵਿਚ ਵਹਿਸ਼ੀ ਦਰਿੰਦਿਆਂ ਵਲੋਂ ਇਸਤ੍ਰੀ ਜਾਤੀਉਤੇ ਜੋ ਜੋ ਜ਼ੁਲਮ ਢਾਹੇ ਗਏ ਹਨ, ਉਂਨ੍ਹਾਂ ਨੇ ਮਰਦ-ਜ਼ਾਤ ਨੂੰ ਸਦਾ ਲਈ ਕਲੰਕਤ ਕਰ ਦਿੱਤਾ ਹੈ । ਇਨ੍ਹਾਂ ਦਰਿੰਦਿਆਂ ਦੇ ਚੁੰਗਲ ਵਿਚ ਫਸੀਆਂ ਹੋਈਆਂ ਗੁਰੂ ਗੋਬਿੰਦ ਸਿੰਘ ਦੀਆਂ ਹਜ਼ਾਰਾਂ ਸਪੁੱਤਰੀਆਂ ਨੇ ਆਪਣੀ ਜਾਨ ਤੋਂ ਵੀਪਿਆਰੇ ਸਿਖ-ਧਰਮ, ਅਤੇ ਆਪਣੀ ਪੱਤ ਨੂੰ ਕਿਵੇਂ ਬਚਾਇਆ, ਉਸ ਦਾ ਵਰਨਣ ਮੈਂ ਇਸ ਕਵਿਤਾ ਵਿਚ ਇਤਿਹਾਸਕ ਉਦਾਹਰਣਾਂ ਰਾਹੀਂ ਕੀਤਾ ਹੈ । ਪਹਿਲੇ ਬੰਦ ਵਿਚ ਉਹ ਖ਼ੂਨੀ ਦਰਿੰਦਾ ਆਪਣੇ ਸ਼ਕੰਜੇ ਵਿਚ ਕੱਸੀ ਹੋਈ ਸਿੰਘਣੀ ਨੂੰ ਮੌਤ ਦਾ ਡਰਾਵਾ ਦੇਂਦਾ ਹੈ, ਅਤੇ ਬਾਕੀ ਦੀ ਸਾਰੀ ਕਵਿਤਾ ਸਿੰਘਣੀ ਦਾ ਅਣਖ਼ੀਲਾ ਉੱਤਰ ਹੈ ।-ਕਾਸਦ)" @default.
Q117814317-8e92748b-4736-2da9-b91f-3e8b74c52dc1 P7150 "؜(۱۹۴۷ء دے گھلوگار وچ دھنی، پٹھوہار تے باقی پنجاب وچ وہشی درندیاں ولوں استری جاتیوتے جو ظلم ڈھاہے گئے ہن، اونہاں نے مرد ذات نوں سدا لئی کلنکت کر دتا ہے ۔ اینہاں درندیاں دے چنگل وچ پھسیاں ہویاں گرو گوبند سنگھ دیاں ہزاراں سپتریاں نے آپݨی جان توں وپیارے سکھ دھرم، اتے آپݨی پت نوں کیویں بچایا، اوس دا ورنݨ میں ایس کوتا وچ اتہاسک اداہرݨاں راہیں کیتا ہے ۔ پہلے بند وچ اوہ خونی درندا آپݨے شکنجے وچ کسی ہوئی سنگھݨی نوں موت دا ڈراوا دیندا ہے، اتے باقی دی ساری کوتا سنگھݨی دا اݨخیلا اتر ہے ۔ –کاسد" @default.
Q117865581-461d9e72-4bdc-85c9-173e-39b1f9febf75 P7150 "The key question is, no matter how much you absorb of another person, can you have absorbed so much of them that when that primary brain perishes, you can feel that that person did not totally perish from the earth? In the wake of a human being’s death, what survives is a set of afterglows, some brighter and some dimmer, in the collective brains of those who were dearest to them. Though the primary brain has been eclipsed, there is, in those who remain, a collective corona that still glows." @default.
Q117865581-b97bb7d0-4c63-f5c3-ee88-6dd5e0282f3a P7150 "Whatever the outcome of this madness you call a fair trial or Christian justice, you can know this: in my mind’s eye my thoughts light fires in your cities." @default.
Q1189364-f42bb143-4091-e5ea-3388-9548ba47549f P7150 "The time you have waited for has come. The work is complete; the final world is here. He has been transplanted and is alive." @default.
Q1195112-f0b7a17c-4777-e37d-d889-a03f1de4c7e1 P7150 "Along the shore the cloud waves break, The twin suns sink behind the lake, The shadows lengthen⁠ In Carcosa. Strange is the night where black stars rise, And strange moons circle through the skies, But stranger still is ⁠ Lost Carcosa. Songs that the Hyades shall sing, Where flap the tatters of the King, Must die unheard in ⁠ Dim Carcosa. Song of my soul, my voice is dead, Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed Shall dry and die in ⁠ Lost Carcosa." @default.
Q1199651-71b06176-4070-7cce-188d-a287dd40d213 P7150 "This is the patent age of new inventions, For killing bodies, and for saving souls, All propagated with the best of intentions." @default.
Q12073190-b855e624-4fd5-c2f3-a4c8-d556a220a74d P7150 "Да луче есть в своей земли костью лечии нели на чуже славне быти Лiтопис по Iпатському списку" @default.
Q1212160-6cff0200-4f4c-1330-1dfc-5859b6d3523d P7150 "What?" @default.
Q121747481-56f2fd70-46d6-5387-44dc-2e5ffbf40913 P7150 "—Juvat integros accedere fontes / Atque haurire, juvatque novos decerpere flores" @default.
Q1218321-e6d27945-4795-48d0-18e8-e060f488e9e0 P7150 "Come then, and let us pass a leisure hour in storytelling, and our story shall be the education of our heroes." @default.
Q1229792-60f17afe-4130-ada2-0422-f0030c19ebfe P7150 "This reminds me of the ludicrous account he gave Mr. Langton, of the despicable state of a young gentleman of good family. “Sir, when I heard of him last, he was running about town shooting cats.” And then in a sort of kindly reverie, he bethought himself of his own favorite cat, and said, “But Hodge shan’t be shot: no, no, Hodge shall not be shot.”" @default.
Q124636266-d2639bb7-4d5e-f8b4-bf44-1d6a0cba0468 P7150 "May the bridges we burn offer warmth and comfort. May the bridges we burn light the way." @default.
Q125102802-87f5a8cd-4b62-4585-0559-bbf33379320b P7150 "C'est en les pénétrant d'explication tendre, en les faisant aimer, qu'on les fera comprendre" @default.
Q1320318-f8951a12-4330-42b9-6824-51200b9f4faf P7150 "VALIS (acronym of Vast Active Living Intelligence System, from an American film): A perturbation in the reality field in which a spontaneous self-monitoring negentropic vortex is formed, tending progressively to subsume and incorporate its environment into arrangements of information. Characterized by quasiconsciousness, purpose, intelligence, growth and an armillary coherence." @default.
Q1364051-d079cc1d-4efe-a387-e278-0630ddbe0ac3 P7150 "When deep sleep falleth on men, fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake." @default.
Q1421593-8529f6e0-4472-b576-71c9-442f3a54febc P7150 "America is all about speed. Hot, nasty, bad ass speed." @default.
Q14548336-7c6608a5-47cb-d4fb-80f6-1fe88ef5d60b P7150 "I remember my own childhood vividly…I knew terrible things. But I knew I mustn’t let the adults know I knew. It would scare them." @default.
Q150827-04ea6fe4-471c-dbcf-4f02-89964bff9570 P7150 "Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay To mould me Man, did I solicit thee From darkness to promote me?" @default.
Q15228-7088a4c4-4f5c-5fc6-3e2d-d766120b3e43 P7150 "Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone, Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die, One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie. One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie." @default.
Q1541914-1c6f218d-4ac9-1ab0-bfb3-b9245c467169 P7150 "And when Rachel saw what she bare Jacob no children, Rachel envied her sister; and said unto Jacob, Give me children, or else I die. And Jacob's anger was kindled against Rachel; and he said, Am I in God's stead, who hath withheld from thee the fruit of the womb ? And she said, Behold my maid Bilhah, go in unto her, and she shall bear upon my knees, that I may also have children by her" @default.
Q1541914-73b2f9b7-4def-99e9-a5ee-046ddd9ee13a P7150 "But as to myself, having been wearied out for many years with offering vain, idle, visionary thoughts, and at length utterly despairing of success, I fortunately fell upon this proposal..." @default.
Q1541914-8de3bb5d-4bdf-b362-54e4-54aadf9b89e1 P7150 "In the desert there is no sign that says, Thou shalt not eat stones." @default.
Q16325798-92099ccb-47bd-322f-6ee4-adf0f1e0c770 P7150 "Tиyй! — Идём!" @default.
Q1658772-5a380956-4927-3775-8cd9-92ccda36e0a3 P7150 "The ways of God in Nature, as in Providence, are not as our ways; nor are the models that we frame any way commensurate to the vastness, profundity, and unsearchableness of His works, which have a depth in them greater than the well of Democritus." @default.
Q16911618-8648f692-45b3-783d-17c5-9b21ac2f1efc P7150 "Mais je croy que je Suis descendu on puiz Tenebreux onquel disoit Heraclytus estre Verité cachée." @default.
Q16911618-999f43b4-45d3-37e7-8617-035cc5fd1793 P7150 "There be three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four which I know not: The way of an eagle in the air; the way ofa serpent upon a a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid." @default.
Q17005462-db12cd57-474a-08bd-a510-021122d2f654 P7150 "Oh Thou who burn’st in heart for those who burn In Hell, whose fires thyself shall feed in turn; How long be crying,—‘Mercy on them, God! Why, who art thou to teach and He to learn?" @default.
Q17016043-5998a0ee-4ec7-fe9b-48af-3a89e1acf112 P7150 "Defugiunt avidos carmina sola rogos." @default.
Q17138-c9b8eab5-41f8-27bf-27ac-7b5008d6e9f1 P7150 "All men dream — but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity…But the dreamers of the day are dangerous men for they may act their dream with open eyes to make it possible. This I did." @default.
Q174596-01572a7d-4828-8fe4-9ecd-2eb8c970df69 P7150 "On one occasion I saw two of these monsters (whales) probably male and female, slowly swimming, one after the other, within less than a stone’s throw of the shore” (Terra Del Fuego), “over which the beech tree extended its branches." @default.
Q174596-015820c8-4fab-6ac0-ebf0-d60ca717bb5c P7150 "The Whale is harpooned to be sure; but bethink you, how you would manage a powerful unbroken colt, with the mere appliance of a rope tied to the root of his tail." @default.
Q174596-016e4fc4-4d89-505c-aec5-d04632e1c893 P7150 "While the whale is floating at the stern of the ship, they cut off his head, and tow it with a boat as near the shore as it will come; but it will be aground in twelve or thirteen feet water." @default.
Q174596-0458255c-4def-1d5e-8601-0e1a1f294b23 P7150 "Like Spencer’s Talus with his modern flail He threatens ruin with his ponderous tail. ... Their fixed jav’lins in his side he wears, And on his back a grove of pikes appears." @default.