"Comment on War" by Langston Hughes

Let us kill off youth
For the sake of truth.
We who are old know what truth is -
Trush is a bundle of viscious lies
Tied together and sterilized -
A war-maker's bait for unwise youth
To kill each other
For the sake of
Truth.

---Langston Hughes

Wednesday Quotes

1. Fiction reveals truths that reality obscures. --Jessalyn West

2. Imagination is more important than intelligence. --Albert Einstein

3. The great weight of the unspoken left them little to talk about. --Tennyson

4. Don't give up. Moses was once a basket case. --Brother Ogletree's quotes

5. But all three of them had to lose things in order to gain the other thing. Will had lost his shell and his cool and his distance, and felt scared and vulnerable, but he got to be with Rachel; Fiona had lost a big chunk of Marcus, and she got to stay away from the casualty ward; and Marcus had lost himself, and got to walk home from school with his shoes on. --Nick Hornby, About a Boy

Blackboard Quotes by Bart Simpson

I will not torment the emotionally frail.
Cursive writing does not mean what I think it means.
Indian burns are not our cultural heritage.
I will not expose the ignorance of the faculty.
No one is interested in my underpants.
I am not deliciously saucy.
I will not waste chalk.
Underwear should be worn on the inside.
They are laughting at me, not with me.
I am not a 32-year-old woman.
I will not sell land in Flroida.
Bart Bucks are not legal tender.
My homework was not stoeln by a one-armed man.
Beans are neither fruit nor musical.

--Bart Simpson, The Simpsons

"Provide, Provide" by Robert Frost

The witch that came (the withered hag)
To wash the steps with pail and rag,
Was once the beauty Abishag,

The picture pride of Hollywood.
Too many fall from great and good
For you to doubt the likelihood.

Die early and avoid the fate.
Or if predestined to die late,
Make up your mind to die in state.

Make the whole stock exchange your own!
If need be occupy a throne,
Where nobody can call you crone.

Some have relied on what they knew;
Others on simply being true.
What worked for them might work for you.

No memory of having starred
Atones for later disregard,
Or keeps the end from being hard.

Better to go down dignified
With boughten friendship at your side
Than none at all. Provide, provide!

--Robert Frost

"Word over all" by Walt Whitman

Word over all, beautiful as the sky!
Beautiful that war, and all its deeds of carnage, must in time be utterly lost;
That the hands of the sisters Death and Night, incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil’d world:
... For my enemy is dead—a man divine as myself is dead;
I look where he lies, white-faced and still, in the coffin—I draw near; I bend down, and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the coffin.


--Walt Whitman

Love, Home, and Healing quotes

1. Odi et amo. Quare id faciem fortasse requiris. Nescio sed fieri sentio excrucior. --Gaius Catullus (I hate and I love. Why do I do this, you might ask? I don't know, but I feel it happening, and I am tormented.)


2. There is a time for departure even when there is no certain place to go. --Tennessee Williams


3. If you are ever called upon to chasten a person, never chasten beyond the balm you have within you to bind up. --Brigham Young


4. "Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in."  'I should have called it something you somehow hadn't to deserve."  --Robert Frost, The Death of the Hired Man


5. Cause timendi est nescire. --Seneca  (The cause of fear is not knowing.)

'I think I should have loved you" by Edna St. Vincent Milay

I think I should have loved you presently,
And given in earnest words I flung in jest;
And lifted honest eyes for you to see,
And caught your hand against my cheek and breast;
And all my pretty follies flung aside
That won you to me, and beneath your gaze,
Naked of reticence and shorn of pride,
Spread like a chart my little wicked ways.
I, that had been to you, had you remained,
But one more waking from a recurrent dream,
Cherish no less the certain stakes I gained,
And walk your memory's halls, austere, supreme,
A ghost in marble of a girl you knew
Who would have loved you in a day or two.
--Edna St. Vincent Milay

"Ozymandias" by Percy Bysshe Shelley

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away".
--Percy Shelley

"A Psalm of Life" by Longfellow

What the heart of the young man said to the psalmist:
TELL me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream ! —
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.


Life is real ! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal ;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.


Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way ;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us farther than to-day.


Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.


In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of Life,
Be not like dumb, driven cattle !
Be a hero in the strife !


Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant !
Let the dead Past bury its dead !
Act,— act in the living Present !
Heart within, and God o'erhead !


Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time ;


Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.


Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate ;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

"Alabaster Harmonies" by Quinn Grover

In my dayreams
I see pieces of life go by
Like trains.
And cars are connected by a
Sense of love and pain.


She strolls by unknowingly,
And doesn't mind.
And I can't understand her.
I'd like to tell her...
anything,
But she seems comfortable.
And I know if I do,
Every bad line from the
Movie of my life
Will flash across the screen
When she doesn't understand.


And in my childhood
Trains called at night
And their whistle would
Wake me if my window was
Cracked.


And they sound like the muffled
Laughter of a girl.
And I'd like to tell her...
Everything.


--Quinn Grover
from The Statesman

"Alone" by Edgar Allen Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.


--Edgar Allen Poe

Friday quotes

1. Not to go back is somewhat to advance, and men must walk, at least, before they dance. --Alexander Pope

2. True doctrine, understood, changes attitudes and behaviors. The study of the doctrines of the gospel will improve behavior quicker than a study of behavior will improve behavior. --Pres. Boyd K. Packer, Oct. 1986

3. Friendship is a delicate combination of admiration, trust, empathy, two forks and one dessert. --Leslie Jensen

4. The stronger sex is really the weaker sex because of the weakness the stronger sex has for the weaker sex. --Anon.

5. Happiness makes up for in height what it lacks in length. --Robert Frost.

"Get In Line" by Scott M. Roberts

Get in line; don't get out,
Or we'll punch you in the snout.
Don't make waves, don't think to change
We'll steal your home out on the range.


Don't speak ill, don't talk hard
We'll boil you in a vat of lard!
We're okay, you're a creep,
Make your babies meek as sheep.


It's all good, agree with us,
Eat this yummy bowl of pus.
It's all fine if you smile and kiss
It won't remind you of what you miss.


--Scott M. Roberts

"The Stolen Child" by W.B. Yeats

Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water-rats;
There we've hid our faery vats,
Full of berries
And of reddest stolen cherries.

Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light,
Far off by furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night,
Weaving olden dances,
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight;
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles,
While the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in its sleep.

Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.


Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car,.
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star,
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams;
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams.

Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.


Away with us he's going,
The solemn-eyed:
He'll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast,
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal-chest.

For he comes, the human child,
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
From a world more full of weeping than he can understand.

--W.B. Yeats

"Clouds of Glory" by William Wordsworth

Our birth is but a sleep and forgetting
The soul that rises with us, our life's star,
Hath had elsewhere its setting,
And cometh from afar;
Not in entire forgetfulness
And not in utter nakedness
But trailing coulds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home.

--William Wordsworth