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!!!!”