Author: Henry David Thoreau (---.Moscow.dial.rol.ru)
Date: 02-05-06 17:23
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You can tell alot about a fellow\'s character by his way of eating
jellybeans.
Ronald Reagan
CXXIX
The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action: and till action, lust
Is perjur\'d, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;
Enjoy\'d no sooner but despised straight;
Past reason hunted; and no sooner had,
Past reason hated, as a swallow\'d bait,
On purpose laid to make the taker mad:
Mad in pursuit and in possession so;
Had, having, and in quest, to have extreme;
A bliss in proof,-- and prov\'d, a very woe;
Before, a joy propos\'d; behind a dream.
All this the world well knows; yet none knows well
To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.
--William Shakespeare
He who takes his life for granted is a pencil without an eraser.
- C.S. Lewis, In Humanity
LXXXI
Or I shall live your epitaph to make,
Or you survive when I in earth am rotten;
From hence your memory death cannot take,
Although in me each part will be forgotten.
Your name from hence immortal life shall have,
Though I, once gone, to all the world must die:
The earth can yield me but a common grave,
When you entombed in men\'s eyes shall lie.
Your monument shall be my gentle verse,
Which eyes not yet created shall o\'er-read;
And tongues to be, your being shall rehearse,
When all the breathers of this world are dead;
You still shall live,--such virtue hath my pen,--
Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.
--William Shakespeare