It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it is one damn thing over and over.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Soar, eat ether, see what has never been seen; depart, be lost, but climb.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends -
It gives a lovely light.
Edna St. Vincent Millay, "A Few Figs from Thistles", 1920
Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it.
Edna St. Vincent Millay, Letters, 1952
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling into at night. I miss you like hell.
Edna St. Vincent Millay, Letters, 1952
God, I can push the grass apart and lay my finger on Thy heart. Edna
I am glad that I paid so little attention to good
advice; had I abided by it I might have been saved from some of my most
valuable mistakes.
I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year
If I love you Wednesday, What is that to you? I do not love you Thursday - so much is true.
Not truth, but faith, it is that keeps the world alive.
Set the foot down with distrust on the crust of the world - it is thin.
The longest absence is less perilous to love than the terrible trials of incessant proximity.
The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through.
What the customer demands is last year's model,
cheaper. To find out what the customer needs you have to understand what the customer is doing as well as he understands it. Then you build what he needs and you educate him to the fact that he needs it.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Not surprised. It will be interesting to follow this story.
Posted by: plum | Tuesday, March 25, 2008 at 04:34 PM
A biker was riding by the zoo, when he saw a little girl leaning into the lion's cage. Suddenly, the lion grabbed her by the cuff of her jacket and tried to pull her inside to slaughter her, under the eyes of her screaming parents.
The biker jumped off his bike, ran to the cage and hit the lion square on the nose with a powerful punch. Whimpering from the pain the lion jumped back and let go of the girl. The biker then took her to her terrified parents, who thanked him endlessly.
A reporter saw the whole scene, and addressing the biker, said, 'Sir, this was the most gallant and brave thing I saw a man do in my whole life.'
'Why, it was nothing,' said the biker, really. The lion was behind bars. I just saw this little kid in danger, and acted as I felt right.'
'I noticed a patch on your jacket,' said the journalist.
'Yeah, I ride with a Israeli motorcycle club,' the biker
replied.
'Well, I'll make sure this won't go unnoticed. I'm a journalist with the Times, you know, and tomorrow's papers will have this on the front page.'
The following morning the biker bought the paper to see if it indeed brought out the news of his actions. On the front page was the headline:
'ISRAELI GANG MEMBER ASSAULTS AFRICAN IMMIGRANT AND STEALS HIS LUNCH'
Posted by: Miluimnik | Tuesday, March 25, 2008 at 04:37 PM
lol!
Posted by: Pamela Geller | Tuesday, March 25, 2008 at 08:05 PM