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 Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 10:20 am
"I like to think that the last thing that went through the his head, other than that bullet, was how the hell Andy DuFresne ever got the best of him."
-The Shawshank Redemption
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 9:15 pm
Because I Could Not Stop For Death
--Emily Dickinson--
Because I could not stop for Death --
He kindly stopped for me --
The Carriage held but just Ourselves --
And Immortality.
We slowly drove -- He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility?
We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess -- in the Ring --
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain --
We passed the Setting Sun --
Or rather -- He passed Us --
The Dews drew quivering and chill --
For only Gossamer, my Gown --
My Tippet -- only Tulle --
We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground --
The Roof was scarcely visible --
The Cornice -- in the Ground --
Since then -- 'tis Centuries -- and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity --
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Lunar Mirage Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:16 am
Dying is not romantic, and death is not a game which will soon be over... Death is not anything... death is not... It's the absence of presence, nothing more... the endless time of never coming back... a gap you can't see, and when the wind blows through it, it makes not sound...”
MissDev Tom Stoppard (British Playwright, b.1937)
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2006 5:34 pm
"You're not dying you just can't think of anything good to do."
~Ferris Bueller, 'Ferris Bueller's Day Off'
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Posted: Wed Nov 22, 2006 11:01 pm
The question is not 'What are we going to do", but "What aren't we going to do?"
((Or something along those lines. Couldn't resist more Ferris Bueller.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 8:18 pm
(hehe have to take the obvious)
"Do or do not. There is no try."
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 1:10 pm
"Finish each eay and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense."
-Emerson
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 7:51 pm
"Yesterday's gone, yesterday's go-o-one."
-Fleetwood Mac
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 8:40 pm
Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon,
Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room.
-Grantchester Meadows by Pink Floyd
((Is that alright? I couldn't think of anything else. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 7:59 pm
"And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out out brief candle, life's but a walking shadow, a poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
~Macbeth
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