Echoing Words

You ain’t leadin’ but two things, right now: Jack and shit… and Jack left town.

Ash
“Army of Darkness”

Only the dead have seen the end to war.

Plato

I grow old… I grow old…
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

T.S. Eliot
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

e^iπ + 1 = 0

Leonhard Euler

Because it is there.

George Mallory

Eat, drink, and be merry
For tomorrow we die

Dave Matthews Band
Tripping Billies

Genius lives on, all else is mortal.

Andreas Vesalius

For one swallow does not make a summer, nor does one day; and so too one day, or a short time, does not make a man blessed and happy.

Aristotle

It’s just you and I, my friend

Bruce Springsteen
Streets of Philadelphia

One day an Englishman, a Scotsman, and an Irishman walked into a pub together. They each bought a pint of Guinness. Just as they were about to enjoy their creamy beverage, three flies landed in each of their pints, and became stuck in the thick head.

The Englishman pushed his beer away from himself in disgust.

The Scotsman fished the offending fly out of his beer, and continued drinking it, as if nothing had happened.

The Irishman picked the fly out of his drink, held it out over the beer, and yelled,
“SPIT IT OUT, SPIT IT OUT YOU BASTARD!!!!”

There is Pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a Rapture on the lonely shore,
There is Society, where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar.
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’re express, yet cannot all conceal.

Lord Byron
Solitude

We are all lying in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.

Oscar Wilde

Songs and a dream are left for me

Blues Traveler
Sweet Pain

The sacred and profane,
pleasure and the pain

Dire Straits
On Every Street

One man looks at a dying bird and thinks there’s nothing but unanswered pain. That death’s got the final word, it’s laughing at him. Another man sees that same bird, feels the glory, feels something smiling through it.

Pvt. Witt
“The Thin Red Line”

If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.

Woody Allen

A horse walks into a bar. The bartender says,
Why the long face?

At any moment, a great moment.

New York Yankees slogan

Now that I’ve met you
would you object to
never seeing each other again

Aimee Mann
Deathly

There are no events but thoughts and the heart’s hard turning, the heart’s slow learning where to love and whom. The rest is merely gossip, and tales for other times.

Annie Dillard

Life is a moment between two eternities.

Blaise Pascal

There’s no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, a state of bliss

Pink Floyd
Learning To Fly

When I do good, I feel good. When I do bad, I feel bad. And that is my religion.

Abraham Lincoln

This is the regret that you make

Earl Partridge
“Magnolia”