"A person should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful that God has implanted in the human soul." - Goethe
"How did it get so late so soon? / Its night before its afternoon. / December is here before its June. / My goodness how the time has flewn. / How did it get so late so soon?" --Theodor Seuss Geisel (a.k.a. Dr. Seuss, 1904-1991)
"There are yawning gulfs into which large chunks of me have fallen. I do not always know where I am at present." --Joseph Heller (Something Happened)
The hand that signed the paper felled a city; Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath, Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country; These five kings did a king to death.
The mighty hand leads to a sloping shoulder, The fingers' joints are cramped with chalk; A goose's quill has put an end to murder That put an end to talk.
The hand that signed the treaty bred a fever, And famine grew, and locusts came; Great is the hand that holds dominion over Man by a scribbled name.
The five kings count the dead but do not soften The crusted wound nor stroke the brow; A hand rules pity as a hand rules heaven; Hands have no tears to flow. --Dylan Thomas
It is wicked cold here today. Highest reading I heard all day was 19, and when I left the office it had dropped to 13 bone-chillin', knee-knockin', teeth-chatterin' degrees. Not to mention the windchill. Ungodly cold winds trumpeting from the north like a damn Union invasion, and just enough ice on the road to force my car to go straight when I tried to turn right. Slid right through that 4-way stop sign, I did. The driver waiting patiently to my left didn't even smirk. He understood. We all understand. We can't drive on snow. So we are tolerant and forgiving, and try like hell to keep our distance...
Meow!
