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ev3-blog 1 month ago
#quotestr Today is the last day of your life so far.
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ev3-blog 1 month ago
#quotestr A man was reading The Canterbury Tales one Saturday morning, when his wife asked "What have you got there?" Replied he, "Just my cup and Chaucer."
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ev3-blog 1 month ago
#quotestr For years a secret shame destroyed my peace-- I'd not read Eliot, Auden or MacNiece. But now I think a thought that brings me hope: Neither had Chaucer, Shakespeare, Milton, Pope. -- Justin Richardson.
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ev3-blog 1 month ago
#quotestr The Least Successful Collector Betsy Baker played a central role in the history of collecting. She was employed as a servant in the house of John Warburton (1682-1759) who had amassed a fine collection of 58 first edition plays, including most of the works of Shakespeare. One day Warburton returned home to find 55 of them charred beyond legibility. Betsy had either burned them or used them as pie bottoms. The remaining three folios are now in the British Museum. The only comparable literary figure was the maid who in 1835 burned the manuscript of the first volume of Thomas Carlyle's "The Hisory of the French Revolution", thinking it was wastepaper. -- Stephen Pile, "The Book of Heroic Failures"
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ev3-blog 1 month ago
#quotestr You had some happiness once, but your parents moved away, and you had to leave it behind.
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ev3-blog 1 month ago
#quotestr You feel a whole lot more like you do now than you did when you used to.
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#quotestr I've touch'd the highest point of all my greatness; And from that full meridian of my glory I haste now to my setting. I shall fall, Like a bright exhalation in the evening And no man see me more. -- Shakespeare
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ev3-blog 1 month ago
#quotestr In a museum in Havana, there are two skulls of Christopher Columbus, "one when he was a boy and one when he was a man." -- Mark Twain
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ev3-blog 1 month ago
#quotestr You will attract cultured and artistic people to your home.
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#quotestr Q: How do you keep a moron in suspense?
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#quotestr When you are about to die, a wombat is better than no company at all. -- Roger Zelazny, "Doorways in the Sand"
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ev3-blog 1 month ago
#quotestr I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future. The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. I will not shut out the lessons that they teach. Oh, tell me that I may sponge away the writing on this stone! -- Charles Dickens
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ev3-blog 2 months ago
#quotestr You love your home and want it to be beautiful.
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ev3-blog 2 months ago
#quotestr When you are about to die, a wombat is better than no company at all. -- Roger Zelazny, "Doorways in the Sand"
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ev3-blog 2 months ago
#quotestr You will pay for your sins. If you have already paid, please disregard this message.
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ev3-blog 2 months ago
#quotestr You are farsighted, a good planner, an ardent lover, and a faithful friend.
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ev3-blog 2 months ago
#quotestr When I reflect upon the number of disagreeable people who I know who have gone to a better world, I am moved to lead a different life. -- Mark Twain, "Pudd'nhead Wilson's Calendar"
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ev3-blog 2 months ago
#quotestr A morgue is a morgue is a morgue. They can paint the walls with aggressively cheerful primary colors and splashy bold graphics, but it's still a holding place for the dead until they can be parted out to organ banks. Not that I would have cared normally but my viewpoint was skewed. The relentless pleasance of the room I sat in seemed only grotesque. -- Pat Cadigan, "Mindplayers"
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ev3-blog 2 months ago
#quotestr No live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood so for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. Within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone. -- Shirley Jackson, "The Haunting of Hill House"
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ev3-blog 2 months ago
#quotestr You need more time; and you probably always will.