Author: Nike (---.donpac.ru)
Date: 01-14-06 12:24
The former post was off topic and was removed as it was a violation of our
Great Books spirit.
These forums are being phased out & replaced. Join us at our new
registration-only forums at:
jollyrogerwest.com Great Books forums,
and booksliterature.com Great Books forums.
Please respect that these are Great Books sites. We far prefer
discussions along the following
If my dear love were but the child of state,
It might for Fortune\'s bastard be unfather\'d,
As subject to Time\'s love or to Time\'s hate,
Weeds among weeds, or flowers with flowers gather\'d.
No, it was builded far from accident;
It suffers not in smiling pomp, nor falls
Under the blow of thralled discontent,
Whereto th\' inviting time our fashion calls:
It fears not policy, that heretic,
Which works on leases of short-number\'d hours,
But all alone stands hugely politic,
That it nor grows with heat, nor drowns with showers.
To this I witness call the fools of time,
Which die for goodness, who have lived for crime.
In every work of genius we recognize our own rejected thoughts: they come back to us with a certain alienated majesty. - Ralph Waldo Emerson
If you desire to drain to the dregs the fullest cup of scorn and hatred that a fellow human being can pour out for you, let
a young mother hear you call dear baby it.
T. S. Eliot
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
T. S. Eliot