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Egbert White | "He whom the gods love dies young, while
WAmE | he is in health, has his senses and his
| judgments sound." (Titus Maccius Plautus)
Egbert White filted:
>"O book, O chants! Must all then amount to but this?"
> -- Walt Whitman (In "As the Time Draws Nigh")
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>"Is that all there is?"
> -- Peggy Lee (Song)
"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
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
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."
-- William Shakespeare (Macbeth kvetching)
"Yeah, whatever."
-- Liam Lynch (single from the album "Fake Songs")
....r

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A pessimist sees the glass as half empty.
An optometrist asks whether you see the glass
more full like this?...or like this?
Skitt - 13 Feb 2010 18:50 GMT
> Egbert White filted:
>> "O book, O chants! Must all then amount to but this?"
>> -- Walt Whitman (In "As the Time Draws Nigh")
[quoted text clipped - 16 lines]
> "Yeah, whatever."
> -- Liam Lynch (single from the album "Fake Songs")
To the moon! Fly me to the moon!

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Skitt (AmE)
Jeffrey Turner - 13 Feb 2010 23:17 GMT
>> Egbert White filted:
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> To the moon! Fly me to the moon!
Your name isn't Alice.
--Jeff

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Love consists of overestimating
the differences between one woman
and another. --George Bernard Shaw