Echoing Words

To ski, however well or poorly, is a reminder – whatever one may for a long time have suspected – that one is alive, and that living is tremendous fun. There isn’t any other game to compare with it in the world.

James Riddell

And love would hold no charm
If it wasn’t for the pain.

Steve Earle
Halo ‘Round the Moon

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