Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.

-- Will Rogers

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 03, 2001

Answers

I am defeated, and know it, if I meet any human being from whom I find myself unable to learn anything.

-- George Herbert Palmer

-- (bygrace@thru.faith), April 03, 2001.

"Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun."

Mao Tse Tung, Problems of War and Strategy (November 6, 1938), Selected Works, Vol. II, p. 224.

-- (LeonTrotsky@OmelettesR.us), April 03, 2001.

JOHN 3:16-----GOD

-- al-d (dogs@zianet.com), April 04, 2001.

It is the test of a good religion whether you can make a joke about it.

-- Gilbert Keith Chesterton

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 04, 2001.

Isn't it funny that princes and kings,

and clowns that caper in sawdust rings,

and common people, like you and me,

are builders for eternity?

To each is given a bag of tools,

A shapeless mass, and a book of rules,

And each must fashion, ere life be flown,

A stumbling block or a stepping-stone.

-- R.L. Sharpe

-- (bygrace@thru.faith), April 04, 2001.

Science is facts. Just as houses are made of stones, so science is made of facts. But a pile of stones is not a house and a collection of facts is not necessarily science.

-- Henri Poincare

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 05, 2001.

Either that wallpaper goes, or I do. - Dying words of Oscar Wilde

-- Tarzan the Ape Man (tarzan@swingingthroughthejunglewithouta.net), April 05, 2001.

LOL tarzan!

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 05, 2001.

They couldn't hit an elephant at this dist. . . .

-- The dying words of General John Sedgwick, Union Commander, 1864. Killed while observing that the enemy was too far away to shoot with any accuracy.

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 06, 2001.

I don't understand you. You don't understand me. What else do we have in common?

-- Ashleigh Brilliant

-- (bygrace@thru.faith), April 06, 2001.

The truth of the matter is that you always know the right thing to do. The hard part is doing it.

--General H. Norman Schwarzkopf

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 06, 2001.

There are no short cuts to any place worth going.

-source unknown

-- (one@more.), April 06, 2001.

Before embarking on important undertakings, sit quietly, calm your senses and thoughts, and meditate deeply. You will then be guided by the great creative power of spirit.

--Paramahansa Yogananda

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 07, 2001.

If your parents never had children, chances are you won't either.

--Dick Cavett

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 07, 2001.

When you come to the edge of all the light you know, and are about to step off into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing one of two things will happen: There will be something solid to stand on, or you will be taught how to fly.

--Barbara J. Winter

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 07, 2001.

One day I sat thinking, almost in despair; a hand fell on my shoulder and a voice said reassuringly: cheer up, things could get worse. So I cheered up and, sure enough, things got worse.

-- James Hagerty

-- (bygrace@thru.faith), April 07, 2001.

And I'd give up forever to touch you

Cause I know that you feel me somehow

Youre the closest to heaven that I'll ever be

And I don't wanna go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment

And all I can breathe is your life

And sooner or later it's over

I just don't wanna miss you tonight.

And I don't want the world to see me

Cause I don't think that they'd understand

When everything's made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am.

- goo goo dolls

-- (one@one.one), April 07, 2001.

I'm glad I'm not Brezhnev. Being the Russian leader in the Kremlin. You never know if someone's tape recording what you say.

-- Richard Nixon.

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 08, 2001.

Remember, Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, but she did it backwards and in high heels.

-~Faith Whittlesey

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), April 08, 2001.

That's the difference between me and the rest of the world! Happiness isn't good enough for me! I demand euphoria!

--Calvin

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 09, 2001.

Silence is the great revelation.

--Lao Tzu

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 09, 2001.

Plant impossible gardens.
Look forward to dreams. Cry during movies.
Swing as high as you can on a swingset,
by moonlight. Cultivate moods.
Do it for love. Take lots of naps.
Take moonbaths.
Giggle with children.
Listen to old people.
Drive away fear. Play with everything.
Entertain your inner child.
Build a fort with blankets.
Get wet. Hug trees. Write love letters.
SARK

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 09, 2001.

When you are required to exhibit strength, it comes.

-Joseph Campbell

-- (one@more.), April 09, 2001.

Anxiety is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained.

-- Arthur Somers Roche

-- (bygrace@thru.faith), April 09, 2001.

Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children.

--Charles R. Swindoll

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 10, 2001.

True friends stab you in the front.

--Oscar Wilde

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 10, 2001.

Bear shame and glory with an equal peace and an ever tranquil heart.

--Bhagavad Gita

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 10, 2001.

"Help preserve your child's belief in Santa Claus. Tell him or her that Santa will send them to hell if they don't believe in him."

-~Unknown

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), April 10, 2001.

When we clearly see what we've really been up to, and the price we've been paying, we just drop the whole thing like a hot potato. Others will do the same in their own good time.

(conversation on Usenet)

-- Debbie (dbspence@usa.net), April 10, 2001.

If you don't change your beliefs, your life will be like this forever. Is that good news?

-- Dr. Robert Anthony

-- (bygrace@thru.faith), April 10, 2001.

LOL unk!

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 10, 2001.

"And we were poor too. Why if I wasn't born a boy, I'd have had nothing to play with."

—~ Rodney Dangerfield.

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), April 10, 2001.

Take all the leaders from around the world

Put them together in a great big ring

Tell everybody that's the greatest show on Earth

Then make them fight like hell to see who's king.

-- Devo, "Enough Said"

-- Already Done Happened (oh.yeah@it.did.com), April 10, 2001.

This is as true in everyday life as it is in battle: we are given one life and the decision is ours whether to wait for circumstances to make up our mind, or whether to act, and in acting, to live.

--General Omar Bradley

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 11, 2001.

Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string. Accept the place the divine providence has found for you, the society of your contemporaries, the connection of events.

--Ralph Waldo Emerson

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 11, 2001.

" Happiness lives for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried.

For only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives."

--- Author Unknown ---

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 11, 2001.

I think the true test of a genius is the ability to see the follies of one's own times. The ability to change one's own times is the true test of a leader. And the ability to do both is the true test of a visionary who will never be elected.

-~Marilyn vos Savant

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), April 11, 2001.

If women were meant to play football, God would have put their tits somewhere else.

--Gordon Sinclair.

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 12, 2001.

In this sense, each human being is a process-- a filtering process of retention or rejection, absorption or loss. The process gives him individuality. It determines whether he justifies the gift of human life or whether he lives or dies without having been affected by the beauty of wonder and the wonder of beauty, without having had any real awareness of kinship or human fulfillment.

--Norman Cousins

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 12, 2001.

" I may not be who I want to be And I may not be who I am going to be But thank God I am not who I was."

--- Unknown ---

Every saint has a past and every sinner has a future.

--- Oscar Wilde ---

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 12, 2001.

Eskimo: "If I did not know about God and sin, would I go to hell?"

Priest: "No, not if you did not know."

Eskimo: "Then why did you tell me?"

-~Annie Dillard in Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), April 12, 2001.

My fathers sleep on the sunrise plains,

And each one sleeps alone.

Their trails may dim to the grass and rains,

For I choose to make my own.

I lay proud claim to their blood and name,

But I lean on no dead kin;

My name is mine, for the praise or scorn,

And the world began when I was born

And the world is mine to win.

(from the poem, "The Westerner" by Badger Clark - 1883)

-- Eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), April 13, 2001.

Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt.

--William Shakespeare

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 13, 2001.

Justified

I stood alone with just one plea, that my friend would remember me. Guilty was the juries cry, for you did the Son of man crucify.

Oh no, you're wrong, it wasn't I who pierced His side and watched Him die. But on His name I have believed, and through His death, my life conceived.

Guilty the jury said again, and the wages is death for all your sins. Then as a mighty rushing wind, I knew at once this was my friend.

The whole world bowed and hid her face. No one could stand against His Grace. Arise, go free, He said to me, For in your soul, the blood I see. I find your name is written above in the Book of Life by the Prince of Love.

--- Copyright © 1972 Lynda Horton Clark

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 13, 2001.

off

-- (clean@up.crew), April 13, 2001.

hmm

-- (clean@up.crew), April 13, 2001.

oops

sorry unk

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 13, 2001.

It is kinda cool this way though

-- (y@kno.w), April 13, 2001.

He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe is as good as dead; his eyes are closed.

-- Albert Einstein

-- (bygrace@thru.faith), April 14, 2001.

The heart is not a repository of common sense

--Me

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 14, 2001.

I am a Star

A thousand stars beckon me, A million destinies to live for. Isn't my life an infinite possibility? Isn't my life an eternal truth? In the minuscule world of reality, In the naive world of existence, Is not the spirit of a higher order, With Greater things to do than just earn bread? My horizons are limitless. My vision is endless. I am a star in a big, big Universe. I have no beginning. I have no end. I exist to sparkle. I live to shine. Somewhere, someone always sees me as a star And that gives me enough reason to smile. Small glories of the material world pale In face of the truth of my eternal existence. Life, in it's simplest form, Is a star; shining for someone, somewhere. I am a star ! I live to SHINE ! --- Copyright © 1999 Nirvikar Dahiya --- India

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 14, 2001.

Just because you are not paranoid, doesn't mean they are not out to get you.

Timothy Kelly aka Mothy

-- Cherri (jessam5@home.com), April 14, 2001.

The Song of Wandering Aengus

by William Butler Yeats

I went out to the hazel wood,

Because a fire was in my head,

And cut and peeled a hazel wand,

And hooked a berry to a thread;

And when white moths were on the wing,

And moth-like stars were flickering out,

I dropped the berry in a stream

And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor

I went to blow the fire aflame,

But something rustled on the floor,

And some one called me by my name:

It had become a glimmering girl

With apple blossom in her hair

Who called me by my name and ran

And faded through the brightening air.

Though I am old with wandering

Through hollow lands and hilly lands,

I will find out where she has gone,

And kiss her lips and take her hands;

And walk among long dappled grass,

And pluck till time and times are done

The silver apples of the moon,

The golden apples of the sun.

-- Eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), April 14, 2001.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

--Shakespeare

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 14, 2001.

"I care not for a man's religion whose dog and cat are not the better for it." Abraham Lincoln

-- (myquote@today.com), April 14, 2001.

We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow-men; and along those fibers, as sympathetic threads, our actions run as causes, and come back to us as effects.

--Herman Melville

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 15, 2001.

"Mike, I got the test results. They're positve. I'm pregnant!"

Mike's wife, regarding the second miracle from God just a few days ago

-- Mike T (mt4design@hotmail.com), April 15, 2001.

Innovators and creators are persons who can to a higher degree than average accept the condition of aloneness. They are more willing to follow their own vision, even when it takes them far from the mainland of the human community. Unexplored places do not frighten them- or not, at any rate, as much as they frighten those around them. This is one of the secrets of their power. That which we call "genius" has a great deal to do with courage and daring, a great deal to do with nerve.

- Nathaniel Branden

(congrats, Mike!)

-- Eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), April 15, 2001.

Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself.

--Harvey Fierstein

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 15, 2001.

Oh yeah, ditto on the congrats Mike!

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 15, 2001.

One song can spark a moment,
One flower can wake the dream.
One tree can start a forest,
One bird can herald spring.

One smile begins a friendship,
One handclasp lifts a soul.
One star can guide a ship at sea,
One word can frame the goal.

One vote can change a nation,
One sunbeam lights a room.
One candle wipes out darkness,
One laugh will conquer gloom.

One step must start each journey,
One word must start each prayer.
One hope will raise our spirits,
One touch can show you care.

One voice can speak with wisdom,
One heart can know what's true.
One life can make the difference,
You see it's up to YOU!

Author Unknown



-- (cin@cin.cin), April 15, 2001.

"Think of stretch marks as pregnancy service stripes."

-~Joyce Armor

Congratulations Mike! (and to your wife)

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), April 15, 2001.

I hold it, that a little rebellion, now and then, is a good thing, and as necessary in the political world as storms in the physical.

--Thomas Jefferson

[ thank you!!!! It is a BIG surprise :) ]

-- Mike T. (mt4design@hotmail.com), April 15, 2001.

There is not any memory with less satisfaction than the memory of some temptation we resisted.

--James Branch Cabell

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 16, 2001.

Here is a test to find whether your mission on earth is finished: if you're alive, it isn't. --Richard Bach

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 16, 2001.

LOL Bee!

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 16, 2001.

Love comes to those who still hope
Although they've been disappointed,
To those who still believe
Although they've been betrayed,
And to those who still love
Although they've been hurt before


-- (cin@cin.cin), April 16, 2001.

To Jane

The keen stars were twinkling,
And the fair moon was rising among them,
Dear Jane.
The guitar was tinkling,
But the notes were not sweet till you sung them
Again.

As the moon's soft splendour
O'er the faint cold starlight of Heaven
Is thrown,
So your voice most tender
To the strings without soul had then given
Its own.

The stars will awaken,
Though the moon sleep a full hour later
To-night;
No leaf will be shaken
Whilst the dews of your melody scatter
Delight.

Though the sound overpowers,
Sing again, with your dear voice revealing
A tone
Of some world far from ours,
Where music and moonlight and feeling
Are one.

PB SHELLEY

-- Pseudonymous (brinkleydan@hotmail.com), April 16, 2001.

The key to being a good manager is keeping the people who hate me away from those who are still undecided.

--Casey Stengal

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 17, 2001.

Don't let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do.

--John Wooden

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 17, 2001.

A kiss can be a comma, a question mark or an exclamation point. That's basic spelling that every woman ought to know.

~ Mistinguett ~

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), April 17, 2001.

My angel, my all, my very self....my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us - I can live only wholly with you or not at all....Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell. Oh continue to love - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.
ever thine
ever mine
ever ours
L.


-- (Immortal@Beloved.L.), April 17, 2001.

I'm sure glad we got Cooter to hook up a skateboard to the General Lee - Yeeeeeeeeeehaaaaaaawwwwww.

Bo Duke

-- fan (of@high.culture), April 17, 2001.

None of us knows what the next change is going to be, what unexpected opportunity is just around the corner, waiting a few months or a few years to change all the tenor of our lives.

--Kathleen Norris

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 18, 2001.

Inner silence promotes clarity of mind; It make us value the inner world; It trains us to go inside To the source of peace and inspiration When we are faced with problems and challenges.

--Deepak Chopra

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 18, 2001.

"If we couldn't laugh, we'd all go insane".

-- Jimmy Buffet --

-- Deano (deano@luvthebeach.com), April 18, 2001.

" May every hour of this day bring something special; a thought that makes you smile, a smile that warms the heart, and a heart that holds much happiness inside."

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 18, 2001.

(from one of the Marx Brothers' old radio shows; here, Groucho's an attorney, in the middle of a conversation with his secretary...)

MISS DIMPLE: Mr. Beagle, I’ve got some letters for you to sign.

GROUCHO (irritated): Not now, not now! I’ve had a big day in court.

MISS DIMPLE: What was the case?

GROUCHO: Disorderly conduct, but I think I’ll get off. Why shouldn’t I? She hit me first.

MISS DIMPLE: Mr. Beagle! You hit a woman?

GROUCHO: Well, she was my size. Even smaller. Besides, if it weren’t for my own arrests, I’d never get a case. Any calls?

MISS DIMPLE: Yes, your creditors have been calling all morning. They said they’re tired of phoning and that something will have to be done.

GROUCHO: All right. We’ll do something. We’ll have the phone taken out.

MISS DIMPLE: Okay.

GROUCHO: There’s a good girl. Your salary is raised ten dollars.

MISS DIMPLE: Thank you, Mr. Beagle.

GROUCHO: It’s nothing at all. Say, how about lending me that ten till payday?

-- Eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), April 18, 2001.

"Before you criticize a man, walk a mile in his shoes. That way, when you do criticize him, you will be a mile away and have his shoes."

Author Unknown

-- Enlightenment (gone@away.now), April 18, 2001.

The harder you pull on the wagon, the more they will pile on.

- Bumper sticker

-- KoFE (your@town.USSA), April 18, 2001.

(Said to a woman in a crowded waiting room...) "Hey! Your baby looks just like my dad!"

--my youngest child

-- helen (aaa@a.a), April 18, 2001.

Love is not blind, it sees more not less; But because it sees more it chooses to see less.

--Rabbi Julins Gordon

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 19, 2001.

It is the consistent choice of the path with heart Which makes the warrior different from the average man. He knows that a path has heart when he is one with it, When he experiences a great peace and pleasure traversing its length. --Don Juan (Carlos Castenada)

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 19, 2001.

Karma can change when one makes a decision to begin to turn towards joy rather then bask in the pain of the past. Take a moment and turn towards that which you choose to create! Bring possibility into your heart.

--alana

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 19, 2001.

There is no need to go to India or anywhere else to find peace. You will find that deep place of silence right in your room, your garden, or even … … …

--Elizabeth Kübler-Ross

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 20, 2001.

Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-

On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore-

Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!"

-- Edgar Allan Poe

-- (bygrace@thru.faith), April 20, 2001.

Because once in your life, whatever he was to the world he becomes everything to you. When you look him in the eyes, traveling to the depths of his soul and you say a million things without a trace of sound, you know that your own life is inevitably consumed within the rhythmic beatings of his heart. You love him for a million reasons; no paper would do it justice. It is a thing, a feeling, that is only felt.

-- (soul@soul.soul), April 20, 2001.

"To say 'I love you' one must know first how to say the 'I'."

-- Ayn Rand

-- Eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), April 20, 2001.

Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything that is beautiful; for beauty is God’s handwriting ~ a wayside sacrament. Welcome it in every fair face, in every fair sky, in every fair flower, and thank God for it as a cup of blessing.

--Ralph Waldo Emerson

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 21, 2001.

And ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation

--kahlil gibran, the prophet

-- (me@me.me), April 21, 2001.

Knowing that you are a child of God, make up your mind to be calm whatever happens. Each time a swarm of worries invades your mind, refuse to be affected; Wait calmly while seeking the remedy. Spray the worries with the powerful chemical of your peace. You cannot buy peace; you must know how to manufacture it within, in the stillness of your daily practices in meditation. --Paramahansa Yogananda

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 22, 2001.

" Live and create to the point of tears."

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 22, 2001.

"When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, pee in it, and serve it to the people that make you mad."

-- Jack Handy, Deep Thoughts

-- (nemesis@awol.com), April 22, 2001.

In Germany they came first for the Communist, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist. Then they came for the Jews, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist. Then they came for the Catholics, and I didn't speak up because I was a Protestant. Then they came for me, and by that time no one was left to speak up.

-- Martin Niemoeller

-- (bygrace@thru.faith), April 22, 2001.

Lust is when you love what you see...Love is when you lust for what's inside

--Renee Conkle

-- Lusting (for@what's.inside), April 22, 2001.

My bounty is as boundless as the sea,

My love as deep;

The more I give to thee

The more I have,

For both are infinite.

--Shakespeare

-- the Bard was good (but@not.enough.sonnets), April 22, 2001.

Don't be afraid to take one large step because you can't cross a chasm in two small leaps.

--Lloyd George

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 22, 2001.

Everything that we think God has in his mind necessarily proceeds from our own mind; it is what we imagine to be in God's mind, and it is really difficult for human intelligence to guess at a divine intelligence. What we usually end up with by this sort of reasoning is to make God the color-sergeant of our army and to make Him as chauvinistic as ourselves.

-- Lin Yutang

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 23, 2001.

If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other. --Mother Teresa

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 23, 2001.

For the ordinary man is passive. Within a narrow circle (home life, and perhaps the trade unions or local politics) he feels himself master of his fate, but against major events he is as helpless as against the elements. So far from endeavoring to influence the future, he simply lies down and lets things happen to him.

~ George Orwell ~

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), April 23, 2001.

To gain that which is worth having, it may be necessary to lose everything else.

--Bernadette Devlin

-- (yes@it .may .be), April 23, 2001.

Eternity

He who binds to himself a joy

Does the winged life destroy

But he who kisses the joy as it flies

Lives in eternity's sun rise

--- William Blake ---

-- Rich (howe9@shentel.net), April 23, 2001.

There is a place you can touch a woman that will drive her crazy.

Her heart.

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 24, 2001.

No man who has lived through

a temporary spiritual experience

is ever likely to forget it.

His days will be haunted

until he sets out to seek

ways and means of repeating it.

--Paul Brunton

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 24, 2001.

Men fear thought as they fear nothing else on earth -- more than ruin -- more even than death.... Thought is subversive and revolutionary, destructive and terrible, thought is merciless to privilege, established institutions, and comfortable habit. Thought looks into the pit of hell and is not afraid. Thought is great and swift and free, the light of the world, and the chief glory of man.

--Bertrand Russell

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 24, 2001.

How come "fat chance" and "slim chance" mean the same thing?

-Ziggy

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), April 24, 2001.

Fear has many eyes and can see things underground.

-- Miguel De Cervantes

-- (bygrace@thru.faith), April 24, 2001.

I wish to be cremated. One tenth of my ashes shall be given to my agent, as written in our contract.

--Groucho Marx.

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 25, 2001.

Not one of us knows what effect his life produces,

and what he gives to others; that is hidden from us

and must remain so, though we are often allowed to see

some little fraction of it, so that we may not lose courage.

The way in which power works is a mystery.

--Albert Schweitzer

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 25, 2001.

Some words are like rays of sunshine, others like barbed arrows or the bite of a serpent. And if hard words cut so deep, how much pleasure can kind ones give?

--John Lubbock

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), April 25, 2001.

"I've got to keep on breathing because the sun will rise tomorrow and I don't know what the tide will bring."

--Castaway

-- (cin@cin.cin), April 25, 2001.

Nobody really cares if you're miserable, so you might as well be happy.

--Cynthia Nelms

-- Uncle Deedah (unkeed@yahoo.com), April 26, 2001.

Change yourself and you have done your part in changing the world. Every individual must change his own life if he wants to live in a peaceful world. The world cannot become peaceful unless and until you yourself begin to work toward peace. It is only by removing hate from our hearts that we can live a Christlike life.

--Paramahansa Yogananda

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 26, 2001.

(When Dorothy Parker was asked to use the word 'horticulture' in a sentence...)

"Ok. You can lead a horticulture, but you can't make her think."

-- Eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), April 26, 2001.

IMAGINE

Imagine ghosts, gods and devils.

Imagine hells and heavens, cities floating in the sky and cities sunken in the sea.

Unicorns and centaurs. Witches, warlocks, jinns and banshees. Angels and harpies. Charms and incantations. Elementals, familiars, demons.

Easy to imagine, all those things; mankind has been imagining them for thousands of years.

Imagine spaceships and the future.

Easy to imagine; the future is really coming and there'll be spaceships in it.

Is there then anything that's hard to imagine? Of course there is.

Imagine a piece of matter and yourself inside it, yourself aware, thinking and therefore knowing you exist, able to move that piece of matter that you're in, to make it sleep or wake, make love or walk. Imagine a universe -- infinite or not, as you wish to picture it -- with a billion, billion, billion stars in it.

Imagine a blob of mud whirling madly around one of those stars. Imagine yourself standing on that blob of mud, whirling with it, whirling through time and space to an unknown destination.

Imagine!

-- Fredric Brown

-- Eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), April 26, 2001.

And wilt thou have me fashion into speech

The love I bear thee, finding words enough,

And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough,

Between our faces, to cast light upon each?

I drop it at thy feet. I cannot teach

My hand to hold my spirit so far off

From myself.. me.. that I should bring thee proof,

In words of love hid in me...out of reach.

-- ...... (Elizabeth @Barrett .Browning), April 26, 2001.

Fear is false evidence appearing real.

-- unknown

-- (bygrace@thru.faith), April 26, 2001.

One day this light will explode, and you will see it everywhere. You will see the entire universe existing within it. The divine light of Consciousness will begin to fill your eyes, and wherever you look you will see it. You will see its radiance in people, in trees, in rocks, and in buildings. You will see the same consciousness rising and falling in every wave of thought and feeling that passes through your mind; wherever your mind goes you will find your own inner Consciousness, the creator of the world. You will see that the entire universe is contained within your own Self. You will know that everything ~ all the infinite modifications of the world ~ is nothing but your own play. You will realize that it is you who are being reflected everywhere And that it is your own reflection that passes before you all the time.

--Swami Muktananda

-- Aunt Bee (Aunt__Bee@hotmail.com), April 27, 2001.