There lurks, perhaps, in every human heart, a desire of distinction, which inclines every man to hope, and then to believe, that nature has given himself something peculiar to himself.”
—Samuel Johnson
“I am called Bolverkr,” said Odin.

“Bolverkr,” said Baugi. “A dismal name. It means worker of terrible things.”

“Only to my enemies...”
—-from the Eddas.
If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again. Then quit. No use being a damn fool about it.
—w.c. Fields
“If you dance en pointe, you are hardcore by definition.
—intro to ballet


The difference between being very smart and very foolish is often very small.

It is sometimes easier to make the world a better place than to prove you have made the world a better place.

—Amos tversky, the undoing project

“Creeping determinism: he who sees the past as surprise free is bound to have a future full of surprise.”
—Amos tversky
“My life has been filled with terrible misfortune, most of which never happened.”
Interviewer: your greatest weakness?
Candidate: Interpreting the semantics of a question but ignoring the pragmatics
I: Could you give me an example?
C: Yes I could.


New York at Night

Elsewhere, midnight is the end of the night, but in New York, it's the middle, if not the beginning.  For some of us, the possibility junkies, the city is far more welcoming after dark, vivid and electric, inexhaustible in its store of potential pleasures.  The night is egalitarian in a way that the day is not.


Language serves not only to express thought but to make possible thoughts which could not exist without it.

Bertrand russell


The cemeteries are full of indispensable men.
--attributed to Charles de Gaulle


From the everything store by brad stone

"I understand what you are aayibg, [jeff bezos] said, but you are completely wrong. Communication is a sign of dysfunction. It means people aren't working together in a close, organic way. We should be trying to figure out a way for teams to communicate less with each other, not more. " 
"Soon after thanksgiving, predictably, amazon was failing to keep the most popular toys in stock. Kerry Morris, the buyer who joined amazon from Walmart .... Cleaned out the inventory of Pokemon products on the brand newtoysrus.com website and had everything shipped to {amazons warehouse}, exploiting a rivals free-shipping promotion. "Because they were so new to the e-commerce space that year, they really did not have the tools to alert them to us wiping out their inventory until it was too late," Morris says."

True Detective, HBO quote

Rust Cohle: Look. I consider myself a realist, all right,
but in philosophical terms, I'm what's called a pessimist.
Martin Hart: What's that mean?
Rust Cohle: Means I'm bad at parties.
Martin Hart: Let me tell you. You ain't great outside of parties either.


"Add to this William Burroughs’s observation that sometimes, paranoia is just having all the facts"

actual quote: 
  • A paranoid man is a man who knows a little about what's going on.
    • Quoted in Friend magazine (1970)

from lords of strategy

Bain: “We don’t sell advice by the hour; we sell profits at a discount.” 
"For a firm of impact junkies, it doesn’t get any better than that"

"A walkin' quality of life crime"

"the opposite of depression is not happiness but vitality"
That calm confidence of a Christian with four aces.
--Mark twain.
"I wanted fire. You were merely a spark."


He is happy that hath a true friend at his need; but he is more truly happy that hath no need of his friend.--WARWICK.

-ha! hilarious and witty


Happiness is an attitude. We either make ourselves miserable, or happy and strong. The amount of work is the same. ~Francesca Reigler
"Life is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for." 
--The cigarette smoking man from the X-files.  


"conspiracy theories have an aesthetic appeal: they make us feel more important in the grand scheme of things than we are.  If someone is going to all this trouble to con us into believing in something, then we have to be worth conning; and the impotence we all feel in the face of massive impersonal bureaucracies and economies driven not by democratic institutions so much as multinational corporations is not really the result of our intrinsic smallness and insignificance so much of our potential power which needs to be smothered.  Such views play to our vanity; and, to be brutally frank, the kind of virtual solitary vice which so much sollipsistic internet activity reprersents.
Conspiracy theories don't hold up, though.   Nobody is that competent and powerful to pull them off.  Even giant bureaucracies are made up of lots of small, incompetent units fighting petty turf wars, a fragmentation which undermine the possibility of the kind of co-ordinated efforts required to pull off, say, the fabrication of the Holocaust.  History, humanly speaking, is a tale of incompetence and thoughtlessness, not of elaborate and sophisticated cabals.  Evil, catastrophic evil, is not exceptional and brilliant; it is humdrum and banal; it does not involve thinking too much; it involves thinking too little."


From Scaramouche by Rafael Sabatini

"Blind only where it would have been presumption to have seen."
"And yet," she answered him with a flash of the Aline he had known of old, "I have never found you lack presumption."

"He was suffering from the loss of an illusion."

"If the windmill should prove too formidable," said he, from the threshold, "I may see what can be done with the wind."

"...for he had learnt by experience that it was a face not often to be trusted for an indication of the real thoughts that moved behind it."

"The pity was begotten of the love she had lately inspired in him.  It might be likened to the dregs of love, all that remained after the potent wine of it had been drained off."

"You see, I am not sure that hell hereafter is a certainty, whilst I am quite sure that it can be a certainty in this life; and I desire you to continue to live yet awhile that you may taste something of its bitterness."

"Regret of neglected opportunity is the worst hell that a living soul can inhabit."

"Essentially a theorist, Andre-Louis perceived the theory suggested, which Danet himself in suggesting it had not perceived."

"What a man dares to do, he should dare to confess -- unless he is a coward."

"I have been detained by an engagement of a pressing nature.  I bring you also the excuses of M. de Chabrillane.  He, unfortunately, will be permanently absent from this Assembly in future."

"Nobody laughed now at his flippancy.  He did not intend that anybody should.  He intended to be terrible; and he knew that the more flippant and casual his tone, the more terrible would be its effect. He produced exactly the effect he desired."

"...he had, you must remember, that rarely level vision which sees thing in their just proportions, and never either magnifies or reduces them by sentimental considerations."

"There was not a speck of dust to be seen in the whole flat.  "It's in the houses of spiteful old widows that one finds such cleanliness," Raskolnikov thought."

"And I am glad, I am glad that, though only in imagination, she should think of herself as having once been happy...."

"To go wrong in one's own way is better than to go right in someone else's."

--from Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

"There'll be the same God there, Chloe, that there is here."
"Well," said Aunt Cloe, "S'pose dere will; but de Lord lets drefful things happen sometimes.  I don't seem to get no comfort dat way."
--from Uncle Tom's Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe

From Captain Blood by Rafael Sabatini

"There remained the sea, which is free to all, and particularly alluring to those who feel themselves at war with humanity."

"Fata viam invenerunt"

"The love that is never to be realized will often remain a man's guiding ideal."

"He enjoyed also a reputation of another sort.  There was about his gaudy, swaggering raffishness something that the women found singularly alluring.  That he should boast openly of his bonnes fortunes did not seem strange to Captain Blood; what he might have found strange was that there appeared to be some measure of justification for these boasts."

"...[while] Captain Blood languished in his lady's smile within the cabin..."

"He might have said more but that Levasseur struck him across the mouth.  Levasseur, you see, cared as little as another to hear the truth about himself."

"Lord Julian was sententious, as I gather that he often was.  "Life can be infernally complex," he sighed."

"There was a great historian lost in Wolverstone.  He had the right imagination that knows just how far it is safe to stray from the truth and just how far to colour it so as to change its shape for his own purposes."

When Blood gives up Ms Bishop to Lord Julian
Lord Julian: "I wonder whether you are right," said his lordship, "and whether you are not the better man."
Blood: "Where she is concerned see that you make sure that I am right."

From the table talk of Martin Luther

Of the Archbishop of Mentz
"Anno 1530, at the Imperial Assembly at Augburg, Albertus, Bishop of Mentz, by chance had got into his hands the Bible, and for the space of four hours he continued reading therein; at last, one of his Council on a sudden came into his bed-chamber unto him, who, seeing the Bible in the Bishop's hand, was much amazed thereat, and said unto him, "what doth your Highness with that book?" The Archbishop thereupon answered him, and said, "I know not what this book is, but sure I am, all that is written therein is quite against us."

The World's opinion of the Bible
"... as he saw that I diligently read and affected the Bible, "Brother Martin, what is the Bible? Let us read the ancient Teachers and Fathers, for they have sucked the juice and truth out of the Bible.  The Bible is the cause of all dissension and rebellion."

Luther On learning the Bible
"I did not learn my divinity at one only time, but as I was constrained to search deeper and deeper, to which my temptations brought me; for no man, without trials and temptations, can attain to the true understanding of the Holy Scriptures."

Luther on Fearing God
"Whoso can earnestly humble himself from his heart before God, he had gained.  For God can do nothing but to be merciful towards them that humble themselves.  For if God should always be stern and angry, so should I be afraid of him as of the executioner.  And seeing that I must stand in fear of the Pope, of the Emperor, of the Papistical Bishops, and of other tyrants, to whom then should I fly and take my refuge, if I should also be afraid of God?"

Luther on Free will and Sin
"I oftentimes have been directly resolved to live uprightly, and to lead a true godly life, and to set everything aside that would let or hinder; but it was far from being put in execution, even as it was with Peter, when he swore he would lay down his life for Christ.
I will not lie nor dissemble before my God,  but will freely confess I am not able to effect that good which I do intend, but must expect the happy hour when God shall be pleased to meet me with his grace."


From The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

"You don't understand what friendship is, Harry... or what enmity is, for that matter.  You like every one; that is to say, you are indifferent to every one."

" A man cannot be too careful in the choice of his enemies.  I have not one who is a fool.  They are all men of some intellectual power, and consequently they all appreciate me."

"Those who are faithful know only the trivial side of love; it is the faithless who know love's tragedies."

"To get back one's youth, one has merely to repeat one's follies."
"A delightful theory!" she exclaimed.  "I must put it into practice."

"Men marry because they are tired; women, because they are curious; both are disappointed."

"When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others.  That is what the world calls a romance."

"There is a luxury in self-reproach.  When we blame ourselves, we feel that no one else has a right to blame us.  It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution."


A painter referencing people

“Some of us get dipped in flat, some in satin, some in gloss...." He turned to me. "But every once in a while, you find someone who's iridescent, and when you do, nothing will ever compare.”
Wendelin Van Draanen, Flipped


It is certain that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is caught as men take diseases one of another; therefore, let men take heed of their company.--SHAKESPEARE.


"Speaking decades before the debates over Twitter or the wonders of Google, Malcolm Muggeridge seemed to foresee the possibilities of too much information. “Accumulating knowledge is a form of avarice and lends itself to another version of the Midas story,” he wrote. “Man is so avid for knowledge that everything he touches turns to facts; his faith becomes theology, his love becomes lechery, his wisdom becomes science. Pursuing meaning, he ignores truth.”
--Ravi Zacharias
In the early morning darkness they migrate like lemmings from neighborhoods in which they don’t know their neighbors down impersonal expressways to catacombs of commerce where they scurry about like rats in a maze. At lunch they leave jobs in which they hardly know their co-workers to work out at a health club with other overweight men they’ve never met. After working late and forgetting to call home, they leave customers whose names they easily forget to arrive home after dark for a warmed over dinner with a wife they barely know. On Sunday they arise and travel to a church with kids they never spend much time with to hear a sermon with a bunch of people whose names they have long since forgotten from a pastor to whom they’ve only said hello. They rush out the door to watch football games for which they will never remember the score. Their lives look as thing as cardboard. They are the generation of cardboard men who live, eat, and sleep cardboard lives.
--unknown author, quoted from Pat 
We are countercultural when we live as people aware of the entire picture, when we counter the pervasive individualism that bids us to look no further than our own homes or schedules or priorities. We are countercultural when we testify to the radical work of the Cross in the world and in our hearts, which exchanges our guilt for grace, our ashes for beauty, and sorrow for joy. We are countercultural when we see the startling colors of his sovereign work in our own stories and know that it is only a small glimpse of the magnificent work God is weaving through all of time.

Jill Carattini, “Slice of Infinity”, June 4th, 2007, RZIM


Almost all the virtues that can be named are enwrapt in one virtue of charity and love:--for "it suffereth long," and so it is longanimity; it "is kind," and so it is courtesy; it "vaunteth not itself," and so it is modesty; it "is not puffed up," and so it is humility; it "is not easily provoked," and so it is lenity; it "thinketh no evil," and so it is simplicity; it "rejoiceth in the truth," and so it is verity; it "beareth all things," and so it is fortitude; it "believeth all things," and so it is faith; it "hopeth all things," and so it is confidence; it "endureth all things," and so it is patience; it "never faileth," and so it is perseverance.--CHILLINGWORTH

I think one may be quite rid of the old haunting suspicion—which raises its head in every temptation—that there is something else than God, some other country into which he forbids us to trespass, some kind of delight which he ‘doesn’t appreciate’ or just chooses to forbid, but which would be real delight if only we were allowed to get it.
The thing just isn’t there. Whatever we desire is either what God is trying to give us as quickly as he can, or else a false picture of what he is trying to give us, a false picture which would not attract us for a moment if we saw the real thing. . . . He knows what we want, even in our vilest acts. He is longing to give it to us. . . .
The truth is that evil is not a real thing at all, like God. It is simply good spoiled. . . . You know what the biologists mean by a parasite—an animal that lives on another animal. Evil is a parasite. It is there only because good is there for it to spoil and confuse.
—C. S. Lewis, They Stand Together: The Letters of C. S. Lewis to Arthur Greeves (1914-1963), ed. Walter Hooper (New York, 1979), p. 465. Italics original
“The happiness of those who want to be popular depends on others; the happiness of those who seek pleasure fluctuates with moods outside their control; but the happiness of the wise grows out of their own free acts.”
Marcus Aurelius
"Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy."
Guillaume Appollinaire
The Scriptures teach us the best way of living, the noblest way of suffering, and the most comfortable way of dying.--FLAVEL

What do academics do?


When you run out of ideas and data, you become an administrator 


"A nice quiet seat location in Purgatory beats a luxury cabin in Hell any day" --Stanley Bing
When you're around sharks, don't bleed
Thank you Hayley from Paramore: "And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more
painful than the risk it took to blossom." - Anais Nin
Never attribute to malice what can be adequately explained by stupidity
Who has not experienced how, on near acquaintance, plainness becomes beautified, and beauty loses its charm, exactly according to the quality of the heart and mind? And from this cause am I of opinion that the want of outward beauty never disquiets a noble nature or will be regarded as a misfortune. It never can prevent people from being amiable and beloved in the highest degree.--FREDERIKA BREMER.
"...The thing is, what do we mean by the word "friend"? Increasingly, we mean a certain kind of stranger..."

--Stanley Bing
‎"Man has not one and the same life. He has many lives, placed end to end..." Chateaubriand
 I dont see this as a comment on reincarnation, btw.  more about the mutability of our present existence.  
If you just take and don't give, then you don't have the right to be pissed off when I move on
People only accept change in necessity and see necessity only in crisis.

—Jean Monnet
If I valued his opinion, I might get angry.
--Winston Churchill
He never chooses an opinion; he just wears whatever happens to be in style.
--Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoi
Life is one long process of getting tired.
--Samuel Butler
All passions make us commit faults, but love makes us commit the most ridiculous ones. 
--La Roceafould
For my part, I travel not to go anywhere but to go.  I travel for travels sake.  The great affair is to move. 
--Robert Louis Stevenson
That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain
--Hamlet, Shakespeare
One should always play fairly when one has the winning cards. 
--Oscar Wilde
Heredity is an omnibus in which all our ancestors ride, and occasionally one of them puts his head out and embarrasses us.
--Oliver Wendell Holmes
Friendship among women is merely suspension of hostilities.
--Comte de Rivarol
Get your facts first, then you can distort them as much as you please.
--Mark Twain
Eloquence is logic on fire.
--Lyman Beecher
All you need is ignorance and confidence, and then success is sure.
--Mark Twain
City life: millions of people being lonely together.
--Henry David Thoreau
Behavior which appears superficially correct but is intrinsically corrupt always irritates those who see below the surface
--James Conant
Society is now one polish'd horde
Form'd of two mighty tribes, the bores and the bored
--Lord Byron


Selections from "The Devil's Dictionary" by Ambrose Bierce

Absurdity: a statement or belief manifestly inconsistent with one's own opinion.

Acquaintance:  a person whom we know well enough to borrow from, but not well enough to lend to.

Admiration: our polite recognition of another man's resemblance to ourselves.

Consult: to seek another's approval of a course already decided on.

Cynic: a blackguard who sees things as they are, and not as they ought to be.

History: an account mostly false, of events unimportant, which are brought about by rulers mostly knaves and soldiers mostly fools.

Politeness:  the most acceptable form of hypocrisy.


Dance with her, and she will forgive much.  Dance well, and she will forgive anything. 
--Robert Jordan

Quotes from Shakespeare

Heaven truly knows thou are as false as hell

You taught me language, and my profit on't is, I know how to curse.
--"The Tempest"

Great customs curtsy before Kings
--Henry V

Nothing in his life became him like the leaving of it

There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.

I 'gin to be a'weary of the sun.

1) Sweet are the uses of adversity.
 2) Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?
3) If thou remembrest not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into, thou hast not loved
--"As You Like It"
Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older, the judge them.  Sometimes they forgive them.
--Oscar Wilde
"It is ridiculous for any man to criticize the works of others if he has not distinguished himself in his own performances."

"The use of money is all the advantage there is in having it."
"Too low they build, who build below the stars."


Selections from Goethe

"What will not mix don't let us press together
I leave you free to choose your when and whether
In turn leave me at peace; we'll never mix, we two
I who was born antique, and you, so new!"

"If i could fit into their measure
I would not be the man I am."

"We peer so eagerly into the future because we should like so much by force of our unexpressed wishes to direct in our favor the uncertain probabilities that hover in it."

"No one would speak much in company if he realized how often he misunderstands others."

"In truth, it is man's mistakes which make him amiable."

"In the work of destruction all false arguments prevail..."

Phrases from Robert Jordan (not quotes per se)

Shadar logoth - where the shadow waits
Machin Shin - the black wind
Mahdi - Seeker
Djevik K'Shar - the dying ground
'Sa souvraya niende misain ye' - I am lost in my own mind
'Dovie'andi se tovya sagain' - It's time to toss the dice

Selections from "Security Analysis" by Benjamin Graham

"It is always good to know the truth, but [on Wall Street] it may not always be wise to act on it."
--pg 404

"When an enterprise pursues questionable accounting, _all_ of its securities must be shunned.  You cannot make a qualitative deduction to allow for unscrupulous management."  --pg 433

"The fact that people will be full of greed, fear or folly is predictable; the sequence is not."  --pg 1491

"Kinds of information: 1) things you can know, and 2) things important to know."  [The intersection of 1 and 2 is extremely rare, constituting a] "small percentage of the total known."


People only accept change in necessity and see necessity only in crisis.

—Jean Monnet
Formerly when great fortunes were only made in war, war was a business; but now, when great fortunes are only made by business, business is war.--BOVEE


He that studies books alone, will know how things ought to be; and he that studies men will know how things are.--COLTON.
It is with books as with men: a very small number play a great part; the rest are confounded with the multitude.--VOLTAIRE.


CS Lewis, the four loves
To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket—safe, dark, motionless, airless—it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.…The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell.
When we lose hope in ourselves, when the present becomes dark and the future black before us, when effort after effort has issued only in disheartening failure, and our sin looms big before our despairing eyes; when our hearts hate and despise themselves, and we remember that God is greater than our hearts and cannot abide the least iniquity; the Spirit whom He has sent to bring us to Him still labors with us, not in indifference or hatred, but in pitying love.
Yea, His love burns all the stronger because we so deeply need His help: He is yearning after us with jealous envy.
“The Love of the Holy Ghost”, BB Warfield
"God does not accept me just as I am;
He loves me despite how I am;
He loves me just as Jesus is;
He loves me enough to devote my life to renewing me in the image of Jesus"
When friends grow cold, and the converse of intimates languishes into vapid civility and commonplace, books only continue the unaltered countenance of happier days, and cheer us with that true friendship which never deceived hope nor deserted sorrow.--WASHINGTON IRVING


from "The Fortunes of Indigo Skye" by Deb Caletti

"The way most people feel on Sunday nights is how I think he feels a lot of the time." 

"Why do you feel like your heart could break when the hills turn pink and the trees turn yellow?  Why do you feel every joy and sorrow and goodness and beauty and past and present and every perfect thing?" 

"This time, right now - it's the instrumental before the vocals, the love before love's been admitted, the Christmas eve before Christmas.  Some things need a delicious before...."

"The willingness to embrace the idea of 'a surprise' is dependent on our past surprises being good ones." 

"Usually that kiss woudl have acted like some tingling, hypnotic spell, but this time, i feel something else.  A small internal stepping back.  A slight shove to the chest with my palm that I see only in my mind.  Just, this little echo of away." 

"...the misplaced dreamer-academic, the human equivalent of a soul walking an empty beach." 

"...I understand now.  Nick has reached the point when a person stops fighting for themselves.  When a sense of powerlessness seems larger than any ability you have to fight back.  He has gotten to the place where the words "destiny" and "fate" are not used as expressions of possibility, but as the words for forces that always win." 

"Hope is not something that fate bestows, like Willy Wonka and the golden ticket... Hope is a decision." 

"I said I love you and didn't mean love.  I meant Please don't leave me.  I meant Please don't inflict change on me.  I meant Let's just ignore this.  I'm not ready for this right now.  I'm embarrassed at my own self for using Love and Cling interchangeably." 

"Everything has changed, Indigo.  You can do that, you know, with one action.  You should know that." 

"Maybe because we most successfully lie to the people who we don't care (never cared, no longer care) if we disappoint." 

"The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all."

"I'd been had.  I'd worshiped something that wasn't even real.  I'd wasted my time and my belief on a lie." 

"...I have the ability to end things I don't like and to say something isn't okay when it isn't okay.  I have the power to insist on good and real things for myself.  Most of all, I have the right to change my mind." 

"When you are waiting and wanting to be with someone again it is not one disappointment you feel, but thousands of disappointments." 

"And right then I learn something very simple and fundamental about love.  That it is there or it is not there.  That some of our biggest troubles probably come when we try to convince ourselves it is there when it isn't, or that it isn't there when it is." 

from "Honey, Baby, Sweetheart" by Deb Caletti

"I hate that, I really do, when people use honesty as a cover for cruelty.... and if we're sensitive, we believe those insults.  We forget that just because something is honest it is not necessarily the truth." 

"...It made me wonder how many times we forgive just because we don't want to lose someone...."

"To an untrained eye, need and love were as easily mistaken for each other as the real master's painting and a forgery." 

"...Jeez, these people you were supposed to want to be like could really be disappointing." 

"It occurred to me then that a lot of life was either about wanting and not having, or having and not wanting." 

"'You fall in love and you think you're finding yourself.  But too often you're looking inside him for you, and that's a fact. There's only one place you can find yourself.' She patted her chest." 

"Love can come when you're already who you are, when you are filled with you.  Not when you look to someone else to fill the empty space.  Not when it's your definition."

"....help me remember that this was just one chapter in a long life..."

"We held on to each other, wrapped up in... the quilt of guilt and innocence, good intentions and failings, full but imperfect hearts." 

"Sometimes our minds just make us go on clutching something.  Sometimes we get so used to holding that we forget to let go." 

"I wondered if there were some pieces of your life that would always be too monumental to ever leave you.  Some events in life that were fossils embedded in rock, the wrinkles etched on an old person's face, words imprinted in a book.  Permanent, permeating.  I told Mom what I was thinking.  'You're right,' she said.  'Yes.  Words imprinted in a book.  But Ruby, then you turn the page." 

"Because what is more like love than the ocean?  You can play in it, drown in it.  It can be clear and bright enough to hurt your eyes, or covered in fog; hidden behind a curve of road, and then suddenly there in full glory.  Its waves come like breaths, in and out, in and out, body stretched to forever in its possibilities, and yet its heart lies deep, not fully knowable, inconceivably majestic."

"The first definition of the word relative is 'relevant,' after all." 

"This is what I know: We are all a volume on the shelf of the library, a story unto ourselves, never possibly described with one word or even very accurately with thousands.  A person is never as quiet or unrestrained as they seem, or as bad or good, as vulnerable or as strong, as sweet or as feisty; we are thickly layered, page lying upon page, behind simple covers.  And love -- it is not the book itself, but the binding.  It can rip us apart or hold us together." 



Who is the third who walks always beside you? 
When I count, there are only you and I together 360
But when I look ahead up the white road 
There is always another one walking beside you 
Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded 
I do not know whether a man or a woman 
—But who is that on the other side of you? 365

TS Eliot, selection from the Waste Land


Benevolence is not in word and in tongue, but in deed and in truth. It is a business with men as they are, and with human life as drawn by the rough hand of experience. It is a duty which you must perform at the call of principle; though there be no voice of eloquence to give splendor to your exertions, and no music of poetry to lead your willing footsteps through the bowers of enchantment. It is not the impulse of high and ecstatic emotion. It is an exertion of principle. You must go to the poor man's cottage, though no verdure flourish around it, and no rivulet be nigh to delight you by the gentleness of its murmurs. If you look for the romantic simplicity of fiction you will be disappointed; but it is your duty to persevere, in spite of every discouragement. Benevolence is not merely a feeling but a principle; not a dream of rapture for the fancy to indulge in, but a business for the hand to execute.--CHALMERS


"The Six Rules of Maybe", by Deb Caletti

1.  Respect the power of hope and possibilities.  Begin with belief.  Hold on to it.
2.  If you know where you want to go, you're already halfway there.  Know what you desire but, more importantly, why you desire it.  Then go.
3.  Hopes and dreams and heart's desires require a clear path - get out of your own way.
4.  Place hope carefully in your own hands and in the hands of others.
5.  Persist, if necessary.
6.  That said, most importantly - know when you've reached an end.  Quit, give up, do it with courage.  Giving up is not failing - it's the chance to being again.

Quotes from "The Six Rules of Maybe" by Deb Caletti

"[Burnt] toast was plain old good intentions gone awry."

"And a ring, anyway - a ring was a declaration of hope, not a mission accomplished."

"I always thought telling the truth other people was hard, but maybe that was a snap compared to telling the truth to yourself.  Sometimes we just refused to know what we knew."

"If I did that... ...I'd be acting more out of fear than love, wouldn't I?  Fear would make me a liar.  I shouldn't have to be a liar to make someone love me.  I shouldn't be so afraid of losing someone that I'll do anything to make them stay."

"The sky was beautiful and we were both looking at it.  Deep, dark, intense white speckles spread out like the grandest present ever.  'That's it, probably,' he said upward, to the night.  'See there? Those people we want to save? They're the intense flashes of fire across our otherwise empty black sky.'"

"Right then, I realized that other people's 'needs' were sometimes only big nasty demands, in a soft disguise."

"Optimism can get you into a lot of trouble.  You can put your belief in places it doesn't belong.  You can work hard to fix thing that you can't fix.  I'm not sure that kind of optimism is always the best thing.  Positive thinking, hope - it needs better guidelines.  It needs rules."

"There was an equation - the degree to which you hoped and wished for a good outcome multiplied by how wrong it all went equaled the amount of despair."

"Truth was funny, because it was an insistent thing, maybe as powerful and insistent as some force of nature, the push of water or wind.  You could keep it out only so long, but it had its own will and its own needs, and maybe you could keep it at bay with lies, but not for long, not for always."

"Hope could be the most powerful thing or the most useless."

"I stayed silent.  I didn't feel like giving anything anymore, even words.  That's what happens when you give too much.  Suddenly you reach a point of over."

"My heart felt so big and wide.  You could give and give until it hurt you, give without boundaries or self-protection or reciprocation, give out of fear, and it could leave you empty and depleted and even used.  But you could also give out of something very simple - a pure desire - to be kind, and it could double and triple your own joy."


It is a doubt whether mankind are most indebted to those who, like Bacon and Butler, dig the gold from the mine of literature, or to those who, like Paley, purify it, stamp it, fix its real value, and give it currency and utility.--COLTON


B.S. Johnson, "All this Sunday long"

All this Sunday long it has snowed,

and I weighted with the old grief

struggling to unseat her from my mind.

Yet winnowing our past I cannot find

a snow-gilded scene however brief:

thus do I wilfully increase my load.

Walter Savage Landor, "On Death"

Death stands above me, whispering low
I know not what into my ear:
Of his strange language all I know
Is, there is not a word of fear.

Selection from Shakespeare's Hamlet

To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd.
To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?

From Shakespeare's Julius Ceasar

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard.
It seems to me most strange that men should fear;
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.

"Separation" by W.S. Merwin

Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.

"Magna Est Veritas" by Coventry Patmore

Magna Est Veritas

Here, in this little Bay,
Full of tumultuous life and great repose,
Where, twice a day,
The purposeless, glad ocean comes and goes,
Under high cliffs, and far from the huge town,
I sit me down.
For want of me the world's course will not fail:
When all its work is done, the lie shall rot;
The truth is great, and shall prevail,
When none cares whether it prevail or not.

Siegfried Sasoon - "Alone"

I thought of age, and loneliness, and change.

I thought how strange we grow when we're alone,

And how unlike the selves that meet and talk,

And blow the candles out, and say good night.

Alone... The word is life endured and known.

It is the stillness where our spirits walk

And all but inmost faith is overthrown.

Selected Quatrains from Emerson


He who has no hands
Perforce must use his tongue;
Foxes are so cunning
Because they are not strong.


To clothe the fiery thought

In simple words succeeds,

For still the craft of genius is

To mask a king in weeds.
"Though thou loved her as thyself,
As a self of purer clay,
Though her parting dims the day,
Stealing grace from all alive;
Heartily know,
When half-gods go,
The gods arrive."

Selection from "give all to love" by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Selections from "Inspiration" by Henry David Thoreau

"I hearing get, who had but ears,
And sight, who had but eyes before,
I moments live, who lived but years,
And truth discern, who knew but learning's lore.


More swift its bolt than lightning is,
Its voice than thunder is more loud,
It doth expand my privacies
To all, and leave me single in the crowd."

"The art of reading poetry is an authentic training in the augmentation of consciousness..." Harold Bloom

Music is not ornamented poetry, and poetry is not ornamented prose. Poetry is fallen music, and prose is fallen poetry. Prose is not the original language; it is poetry made practical. Even poetry is not the original language; it is music made speakable, it is the words of music separated from their music. In the beginning... was music.

Kreeft, The Philosophy of Tolkien, p. 162

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.- Friedrich Nietzsche

It is best to be with those in time that we hope to be with in eternity.--FULLER

Quotes from "The Secret Life of Prince Charming" by Deb Caletti

"Love with Roy is peaceful. I thought something was wrong, it was so peaceful. Then I realized that what was wrong was that for the first time, it was right. No big scenes, no crying, no clinging and plotting and scheming to keep him. It just is"

I want to rewrite that part of the Bible... Corinthians something... the one that goes, 'Love is patient, love is kind,' etc.... So: Love is ease, love is comfort, love is support and respect. Love is not punishing or controlling. Love lets you grow and breathe. Love's passion is only good passion - swirling leaves on a fall day passion, a sky full of magnificent stars passion - not angst and anxiety. Love is not hurt and harm. Love is never unsafe. Love is sleeping like puzzle pieces..."

"I found out that a healthy relationship isn't so much about a sense of humor or intelligence or attraction... it's about being with a good person. A good person on his own and a good person with you. Where the space between you feels uncomplicated and happy. A good relationship is where things just work. The work because, whatever the list of qualities, whatever the reason, you happen to be really, really good together."


It is not for man to rest in absolute contentment. He is born to hopes and aspirations, as the sparks fly upward, unless he has brutified his nature, and quenched the spirit of immortality, which is his portion. --SOUTHEY.


Reflection on a Warm Summer's Evening

The scratch of my pen disturbs the reverie of the night

The stars brilliant glow whispering the promise of magic and redemption

As I recline in the warm summers eve

The warm glow of scotch filters through my veins

The smooth scent of jasmine lingering on the air

A slight breeze, a rocking swing, and I dream

The full page of words melts before my eyes

The ink dripping off, running together, flowing into form and substance

A living poem floats off the page, beckons with a black hand, and we dance

Her inky hands slip over mine, her touch staining my skin

The ink blots slowly across my body

Every drip leaving a little less of her to hold…

But where I become ink, she becomes flesh

Faster now we whirl, bodies incorporeal pressing together

Merging, shifting, changing… balancing

The music of the stars stops and before me she stands

The pale beautiful goddess of my heart

I stretch out a hand to her, mottled with ink

Together, we turn and walk into the heavens


"Wisdom is sold in the desolate market where none come to buy
And in the witherd field where the farmer plows for bread in vain"

--excerpt from The four zoas, William Blake


"Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."

--selection from Ulysses by Alfred Lord Tennyson


Throwaway lines III

The Will to Be

"Who, finding one very valuable pearl, went away and sold all that he had and bought it."
--Matthew 13:46

The music's siren bands wrap around my heart
Bonding and binding me within its ecstatic embrace
I sacrifice all to its insatiable beat
Knowing nothing but the pleasure of its grace

Odysseus I am not
Immortal paragon of the iron will
I rip the fetters from my hands
Throw aside the mast to kneel
Between my soul and the artists enraptured visage

Bondage and penury await perhaps
A lifetime's cold absence my only reward
But the pleasure of smile and sparkling eyes
Sustains my fiery soul and bids the hounds of hell course on


From Wuthering Heights, by Emily Bronte

This is a difficult book to read, but has some excellent material.

"He had room in his heart for only two idols - his lady and himself: he doted on both and adored one, and I couldn't conceive how he would bear her loss."

The following paragraphs spoken by Catherine:

"whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same; and Linton's is as different as a moonbean from lightning, or frost from fire."

"Who is to separate us, pray? ... Not as long as I live, Ellen: for no mortal creature. Every Linton on the face of the earth might melt into nothing before I could consent to forsake Heathcliff."

"If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it. My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Healthcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being..."
"I had taken this time to fall in love instead - the helplessness of being alive, the dark bright pity of being human - feeling as you went, groping in corners and opening your arms to light - all of it part of navigating the unknown."
_the lovely bones_, alice sebold


More throwaway lines


Nights are the best

When the silver dust of moonlight
Draws forth the magic of a still eve
Memories of a cool touch and warm eyes
Envelope me in lost passion

Nights are the worst

When the distance between the shadows
And cold stars reminds me
Of the distance between my chest and your cheek
No fire in the universe can warm my soul

But yet for the days

Passing hours of quiet
Precious moments of sound or sight
The universe is inverse
And I am undone

"Chaotic Evil means never having to say you're sorry"

Walk through life a raging blaze of fire
The earth rolls beneath pounding fists
Raised arms to the sky
Lighting crashes
Destruction reigns supreme

The only one I ever cared for lies shattered
Her twisted body and broken heart tokens of my affection
I only ever loved you
But I've always known
I only ever destroyed you

I don't know how to tell you to run
I don't know how to tell you to run
I don't know how to tell you to run

Spiritual son of the Marquis de Sade
I make Caligula look compassionate
Vlad was my brother yet I staked him
The rumors are true
I am the devil's spawn


Don't you think I know
If you ever find your freedom
I'm one of those chains
You long to be free from?


"So foul a sky clears not without a storm"
I must lose myself in action, lest I whither in despair. --Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Patience: a minor form of despair disguised as a virtue. --Ambrose Bierce
Happiness if the perpetual possession of being well-deceived.
--Jonathan Swift.
One should always play fairly when one has the winning cards.
--Oscar Wilde
Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday lift -- Berthold Auerbach

Leonard Cohen selections

...I didn't kill myself
When things went wrong
I didn't turn
To drugs or teaching
I tried to sleep
But when I couldn't sleep
I learned to write
I learned to write
What might be read
On nights like this
By one like me

I Left
I left a woman waiting
I met her sometime later
She said, your eyes are dead
What happened to you, lover?

And since she spoke the truth to me
I tried to answer truthfully
Whatever happened to my eyes
Happened to your beauty

There are some men
There are some men
who should have mountains
to bear their names through time
Grave markers are not high enough
or green
and sons go far away
to lose the fist
their father’s hand will always be

I had a friend
he lived and died in mighty silence
and with dignity
left no book son or lover to mourn.

Nor is this a mourning song
but only a naming of this mountain
on which I walk
fragrant, dark and softly white
under the pale of mist
I name this mountain after him.

Your eyes
Your eyes are very strong
They try to cripple me
You put all your strength
into your eyes
because you do not know
how to be a hero

You have mistaken your ideal
It is not a hero
but a tyrant
you long to become
Therefore weakness
is your most attractive quality

I have no plans for you
Your dangerous black eyes
fasten on the nearest girl
or the nearest mirror
as you go hopefully
from profession to profession.


Selections from Edwin Arlington Robinson

"Eros Turanos"
...Meanwhile we do no harm; for they
That with a god have striven,
Not hearing much of what we say,
Take what the god hath given;
Though like waves breaking it may be
Or like a changed familiar tree
Or like a stairway to the sea
Where down the blind are driven."

"Ballad by the fire" -- Envoy
Life is a game that must be played
This truth at least, good friends, we know;
So live and laugh, nor be dismayed
As one by one the phantoms go


OH for a poet — for a beacon bright
To rift this changeless glimmer of dead gray;
To spirit back the Muses, long astray,
And flush Parnassus with a newer light;
To put these little sonnet-men to flight
Who fashion, in a shrewd, mechanic way,
Songs without souls, that flicker for a day,
To vanish in irrevocable night.

What does it mean, this barren age of ours?
Here are the men, the women, and the flowers,
The seasons, and the sunset, as before.
What does it mean? Shall not one bard arise
To wrench one banner from the western skies,
And mark it with his name forevermore?


Action may not always bring happiness; but there is no happiness without action.--BEACONSFIELD


Excertps from CS Lewis book of poetry

These are from his pre-Christianity days, written in the trenches of World War I.

XXXIX. World's Desire

Love, there is a castle built in a country desolate,
On a rock above a forest where the trees are grim and great,
Blasted with the lightning sharp-giant boulders strewn between,
And the mountains rise above, and the cold ravine
Echoes to the crushing roar and thunder of a mighty river
Raging down a cataract. Very tower and forest quiver
And the grey wolves are afraid and the call of birds is drowned,
And the thought and speech of man in the boiling water's sound.
But upon the further side of the barren, sharp ravine
With the sunlight on its turrets is the castle seen,
Calm and very wonderful, white above the green
Of the wet and waving forest, slanted all away,
Because the driving Northern wind will not rest by night or day.
Yet the towers are sure above, very mighty is the stead,
The gates are made of ivory, the roofs of copper red.

Round and round the warders grave walk upon the walls for ever
And the wakeful dragons couch in the ports of ivory,
Nothing is can trouble it, hate of the gods nor man's endeavour,
And it shall be a resting-place, dear heart, for you and me.

Through the wet and waving forest with an age-old sorrow laden
Singing of the world's regret wanders wild the faerie maiden,
Through the thistle and the brier, through the tangles of the thorn,
Till her eyes be dim with weeping and her homeless feet are torn.

Often to the castle gate up she looks with vain endeavour,
For her soulless loveliness to the castle winneth never.

But within the sacred court, hidden high upon the mountain,
Wandering in the castle gardens lovely folk enough there be,
Breathing in another air, drinking of a purer fountain
And among that folk, beloved, there's a place for you and me.

"Apology", C.S. Lewis, Spirits in Bondage


How should I sing of them? Can it be good
To think of glory now, when all is done,
And all our labour underneath the sun
Has brought us this-and not the thing we would?

All these were rosy visions of the night,
The loveliness and wisdom feigned of old.
But now we wake. The East is pale and cold,
No hope is in the dawn, and no delight.

French Nocturne (Monchy-Le-Preux), C.S. Lewis, Spirits in Bondage

False mocking fancy! Once I too could dream,
Who now can only see with vulgar eye
That he's no nearer to the moon than I
And she's a stone that catches the sun's beam.

What call have I to dream of anything?
I am a wolf. Back to the world again,
And speech of fellow-brutes that once were men
Our throats can bark for slaughter: cannot sing.

"To trace something unknown back to something known is alleviating, soothing, gratifying and gives moreover a feeling of power. Danger, disquiet, anxiety attend the unknown - the first instinct is to eliminate these distressing states. First principle: any explanation is better than none... The cause-creating drive is thus conditioned and excited by the feeling of fear..." Friedrich Nietzsche


"We would rather be ruined than changed;
We would rather die in our dread
Than climb the cross of the moment
And let our illusions die"

W.H. Auden, Collected Poems (New York: Random House, 2007), 530.


from Vicktor Frankl's "Man's Search for Meaning"

"Love goes very far beyond the physical person of the beloved. It finds its deepest meaning in her spiritual being, her inner self. Whether or not she is actually present, whether or not she is still alive at all, ceases somehow to be of importance."
--pg 38

"...being human always points, and is directed, to something, or someone, other than oneself -- be it a meaning to fulfill or another human being to encounter. The more one forgets himself -- by giving himself to a cause to serve or another person to love -- the more human he is...

Love is the only way to grasp another human being in the innermost core of her personality. No one can become fully aware of the very essence of another human being unless he loves her. By his love he is enabled to see the essential traits and features in the beloved person; and even more, he sees that which is potential in her..."
--pg 110-111

"And there were always choices to make. Every day, every hour, offered the opportunity to make a decision, a decision which determined whether you would or would not submit to those powers which threatened to rob you of your very self, you inner freedom; which determined whether or not you would become the plaything of circumstance, renouncing freedom and dignity to become molded into the form of the typical..."
--pg 66

"Fundamentally, therefore, any man.... may retain his human dignity even in a concentration camp. Dostoevski said once, 'There is only one thing I dread: not to be worthy of my sufferings.'"
--pg 66

quoting Nietzsche: "He who has a why to life for can bear with almost any how."
--pg 76

"I think it was Lessing who once said, 'There are things which must cause you to lose your reason or you have none to lose.' An abnormal reaction to an abnormal situation is normal behavior."
--pg 20

2006 beacon press edition


"There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness. We must have felt what it is to die, Morrel, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of living."

"Live, then, and be happy, beloved children of my heart, and never forget that until the day when God shall deign to reveal the future to man, all human wisdom is summed up in these two words, -- `Wait and hope.' Your friend,

"Edmond Dantes, Count of Monte Cristo.

--The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexander Dumas
"I did hope (man is a poor wretched creature), I did hope. What I cannot tell, -- something wonderful, an absurdity, a miracle, -- of what nature he alone can tell who has mingled with our reason that folly we call hope."

--The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexander Dumas
"Alas," said Monte Cristo, "it is the infirmity of our nature always to believe ourselves much more unhappy than those who groan by our sides!"

"What can be more wretched than the man who has lost all he loved and desired in the world?"


"And has he found consolation?"

"He has at least found peace."

"And does he ever expect to be happy?"

"He hopes so, Maximilian."

--The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexander Dumas
A man of the count's temperament could not long indulge in that melancholy which can exist in common minds, but which destroys superior ones.
--The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexander Dumas


"I am going to have the honor of taking my leave of you, mademoiselle, solemnly assuring you that I wish your life may be so calm, so happy, and so fully occupied, that there may be no place for me even in your memory."

--from the count of Monte Cristo


"Mercedes uttered a cry which made the tears start from Monte Cristo's eyes; but these tears disappeared almost instantaneously, for, doubtless, God had sent some angel to collect them -- far more precious were they in his eyes than the richest pearls of Guzerat and Ophir."

--The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas


"Approval, though, is not the goal of investing. In fact, approval is often counter-productive because it

sedates the brain and makes it less receptive to new facts or a re-examination of conclusions formed earlier.

Beware the investment activity that produces applause; the great moves are usually greeted by yawns."

--Warren Buffett, 2008 Annual Letter


It's not a matter of whether or not someone's watching over you. It's just a question of their intentions.
- Randy K. Milholland

We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.
- Tom Stoppard


Compared to war all other forms of human endeavor shrink to insignificance. - General George Patton Jr.


“Well, what good is a model if it can’t cope with what actually happens?”

Wilbur Ross, Institutional Investor, October 2007, pg 14


"And what of that? Is not a day divided into twenty-four hours, each hour into sixty minutes, and every minute sub-divided into sixty seconds? Now in 86,400 seconds very many things can be done."

--Alexandre Dumas, Count of Monte Cristo


“The cause was not in Dantes, but in providence, who, while limiting the power of man, has filled him with boundless desires.”

--Alexander Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo


“But the kings of modern times, restrained by the limits of mere probability, have neither courage nor desire.”

--alexandre dumas, Count of Monte Cristo


"To be unaccompanied by constant memories is to find a state of grace."
--quoted in Killing Rain by Barry Eisler, pg 121
"Sire, it is fatality!" murmured the minister, feeling that the pressure of circumstances, however light a thing to destiny, was too much for any human strength to endure.
--Alexandre Dumas, Count of Monte Cristo


“Nature has made up her mind that what cannot defend itself shall not be defended.” Ralph Waldo Emerson, Society and Solitude, 1860
Risk Premium: A gauge of investors willingness to lose their clients’ money. A high premium occurs only after a lot of clients’ money has been lost and reflects money managers’ fear of losing their jobs. Devil’s Dictionary of Finance, Edward Chancellor Institutional Investor, Sept 07, page 212.

Apply yourself. Get all the education you can, but then, by God, do something. Don't just stand there, make it happen."

--Lee Iacocca,

"Well, Fernand, I must say," said Caderousse, beginning the conversation, with that brutality of the common people in which curiosity destroys all diplomacy, "you look uncommonly like a rejected lover;" and he burst into a hoarse laugh.
-----Alexander Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo
If you don't like change, you're going to like irrelevance even less."
--Gen. Eric Shinseki,
former Army Chief of Staff


In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on."
--Robert Frost


Human identity seems a succession of inquiry and wakefulness. Who we are is discovered in layers of life and realization, questioning and consciousness.

Jill Carattini, [Slice 1462] Coming to Ourselves (July 16, 2007)
"How often we fail to realize our good fortune in living in a country where happiness is more than a lack of tragedy."
--Paul Sweeney


A man is not old until his regrets take the place of dreams.
--Yiddish Proverbs
If it were not for hopes, the heart would break. He who has health has hope, and he who has hope has everything.
--Thomas Fuller
Auspicious Hope! In thy sweet garden grow wreaths for each toil, a charm for every woe. Cease, every joy, to glimmer in my mind, But leave --oh leave the light of Hope behind!
--Thomas Campbell

Work without hope draws nectar in a sieve, and hope without an object cannot live.
--Samuel Taylor Coleridge

The grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love, and something to hope for.
--Joseph Addison

In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.
--Albert Camus
Knowledge is the hill which few may wish to climb; Duty is the path that all may tread.
--Lewis Morris

Dignity consists not in possessing honors, but in the consciousness that we deserve them.

Know then, whatever cheerful and serene Supports the mind, supports the body too:
Hence, the most vital movement mortals feel is hope, the balm and lifeblood of the soul. Our greatest good, and what we can least spare, is hope: the last of all our evils, fear.
--John Armstrong, Art of Preserving Health

For the hopes of men have been justly called waking dreams.
--Saint Basil
I slept and dreamt that life was Beauty;
I woke and found that life was Duty --
Was the dream then a shadowy lie?

--Ellen Sturgis Hooper
Optimism: having a strong expectation that, in general, things will turn out all right in life, despite setbacks and frustrations.

--Goleman, page 88
Hope: Believing you have both the will and the way to accomplish your goals, whatever they may be. High levels of hope lead to being able to motivate oneself, feel resourceful enough to find ways to accomplish ones objective, reassure oneself when in a tight spot that things will get better, beng flexible enough to find different ways of achieving ones goal or to switch goals if one becomes impossible, and having the common sense to break down a formidable task into smaller, manageable pieces.

--C.R. Snyder, quoted page 87 of Emotional Intelligence Daniel Goleman
"We have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night."
my point is a simple one: just because systems evolve over time in a complicated, random, even contradictory fashion, there is no reason to think about solutions in that same way.

Stephen J Dubner, Freakonomics Blog, 6-4-07


Music reveals a personal past of which, until then, each of us was unaware, moving us to lament misfortunes we never suffered and wrongs we did not commit.
--Jorge Luis Borges
You're part of the solution, OR
You're part of the problem, OR
You're part of the landscape.
--as quoted by Barry Eisler in Rain Fall


Rat Race Defined

A culture that requires more energy than we have to give.
--Pat Morley, MITM, 6-1-07
The heights by great men reached and kept
were not attained by sudden flight
But they, while their companions slept,
were toiling upward in the night.

-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
It is the calling of the great man, not so much to preach new truths, as to rescue from oblivion those old truths which is our wisdom to remember and weakness to forget.
--Sydney Smith
Sit, walk, or run, but don't wobble.
We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have done.

-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The credit belongs to those who are actually in the arena, who strive valiantly; who know great enthusiasm, the great devotions, and spend themselves in a worth cause. Who at the best, know the triumph of high achievements; and who, at the worst, if they fail, fail while daring greatly, so that their place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
--Theodore Roosevelt.


She had a pretty gift for quotation, which is a serviceable substitute for wit.
W. Somerset Maugham


Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he will eat for a lifetime. Teach a man to create an artificial shortage of fish and he will eat steak.
Jay Leno


"Everything comes to him who hustles while he waits."
-- Thomas Edison
It is _______ how ________ life is sometimes.


Meekness: strength under control
"Everybody wants to be the king of a hill," he concluded. "But the number of aspiring kings always dwarfs the number of available hills, so in this country we build more hills."

David Segal, This American Life, Episode 279, December 10, 2004

Posterity is as likely to be wrong as anyone else.
Heywood Broun
"Hope, like character, takes years to build and minutes to shatter." Ravi Zacharias
"Sorrow is founded on the value of something, and pessimism upon the value of nothing."
GK Chesterton
"God's love is an act flowing from a decision." Tom White

Men are not against you; they are merely for themselves.
Gene Fowler


"The final test of a leader is that he leaves behind him in other men the conviction and the will to carry on."

--Walter Lippmann,
writer and journalist

Adventure is just bad planning.
Roald Amundsen

"Genius, in truth, means little more than the faculty of perceiving in an unhabitual way."-
- William James
“If knowledge can create problems, it is not through ignorance that we can solve them.”
--Isaac Asimov
“Any fool can buy a company. You should be congratulated when you sell."
-Henry Kravis, WSJ Article
"One of the lessons of history is that nothing is often a good thing to do and always a clever thing to say."

-- Will Durant


Pat Morley counsel

There are very few decisions that cant wait 2 weeks

No decision is final until it has to be

Quick decisiveness is generally a sign of weakness and not strength

investment management is partially art, partially science, and at least a small part BS

Bill gross, Investment Outlook, December 2006


Albert Einstein - "I want to know [God's] thoughts; the rest are details."

Of course the game is rigged. Don't let that stop you--if you don't play, you can't win.
Robert Heinlein
There's a peace only to be found on the other side of war. If that war should come I will fight it!
-King Arthur, First Knight
May God grant us the wisdom to discover right, the will to choose it, and the strength to make it endure.
-First Knight


Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow; it empties today of its strength.
- Corrie ten Boom
"Remember, merciful Jesu, that I am the cause of your journey." - Mozart's Requiem


Fresh scent of earth after the first rains: petrichor
The belief that machines are out to get us: resistentialism

from Harold Bloom's book, Genius

."it is hard to go on living without some hope of encountering the extraordinary"

To confront the extraordinary, the genius, in a book, is to benefit almost without cost. Meeting the extraordinary in another person is likely to be deceptive and delusionary.

By "appreciation" I mean something more than adequate esteem. Need also enters into it, in the particular sense of turning to the genius of other in order to redress a lack in oneself, or finding in genius a stimulus to one's own powers, whatever these may emerge as being.

The ultimate anxiety of influence may be .... that one's inspiration may be larger than one's own powers of realization.
Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success.
-Albert Schweitzer, philosopher, physician, musician, Nobel laureate (1875-1965)
The living language is like a cow-path: it is the creation of the cows themselves, who, having created it, follow it or depart from it according to their whims or their needs. From daily use, the path undergoes change. A cow is under no obligation to stay.

-E.B. White, writer (1899-1985)
"The more freedom you have to choose your path, the harder the journey is."

Ma Jian, Red Dust, pg. 186
There lurks, perhaps, in every human heart, a desire of distinction, which inclines every man to hope, and then to believe, that nature has given himself something peculiar to himself.
Samuel Johnson


God will not show you any more of His will until you put in practice what He has already given you.
- Pastor David Uth