“Oh sad full moon, my friend, why must
You see me suffer? Look your last!
Here at this desk so many a night
I’ve watched and waited for your light
To visit me again and shine
Over this paper world of mine.
Oh, take me to the hilltops, there
To wander in the sweet moonlit air,
By mountain caves, through fields to roam,
Hovering with spirits in your gloam,
Cleansed of book-learning’s fog and stew
And healed by bathing in your dew!”
“Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking, loving and dreaming. At night everything is more intense, more true. The echo of words that have been spoken during the day takes on a new and deeper meaning.”
“I never noticed the size of my feet…until I kicked you in the shins.”
“I have learned to seek my happiness by limiting my desires, rather than in attempting to satisfy them.”
“In our society we seem to find ourselves living either in disasters or between them.”
“Oh what a world my parents gave me”
“
Jane: Are you happy?
Lord Grantham: I have no right to be unhappy which is almost the same.
”“Grunge: Before it became a popular fashion look, grunge was a movement that sought to reject lifestyle consciousness.”
“The commonplace may be understood as a reduction of the exceptional, but the exceptional cannot be understood by magnifying the commonplace.”
“Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.”
“I’m not a saint and I’m not a sinner but everything’s cool as long as I’m getting thinner”
“If skills sold, truth be told, I’d probably be, lyrically, Talib Kweli”
