August 17

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Quotes of the day from previous years:

2003
I don't mind making jokes, but I don't want to look like one. ~ Marilyn Monroe
2004
Life is a mystery to be lived, not a problem to be solved. ~ Søren Kierkegaard
2005
Be sure that you are right, and then go ahead. ~ Davy Crockett (born 17 August 1786)
2006
One isn't born one's self. One is born with a mass of expectations, a mass of other people's ideas — and you have to work through it all. ~ V. S. Naipaul
2007
I have always supported measures and principles and not men. I have acted fearless and independent and I never will regret my course. I would rather be politically buried than to be hypocritically immortalized. ~ Davy Crockett
2008
Everything of value about me is in my books. Whatever extra there is in me at any given moment isn't fully formed. I am hardly aware of it; it awaits the next book. It will — with luck — come to me during the actual writing, and it will take me by surprise. That element of surprise is what I look for when I am writing. ~ V. S. Naipaul
2009
To this day, if you ask me how I became a writer, I cannot give you an answer. To this day, if you ask me how a book is written, I cannot answer. For long periods, if I didn't know that somehow in the past I had written a book, I would have given up. ~ V. S. Naipaul (born August 17, 1932)
2010

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I have discovered a truly remarkable proof of this theorem that the margin of this page is too small to contain. ~ Pierre de Fermat (b. August 17, 1601)


One always writes comedy at the moment of deepest hysteria. ~ V. S. Naipaul


With the emergence of nuclear-missile weaponry, cybernetics, electronics, and computer equipment, any subjective approach to military problems, hare-brained plans, and superficiality can cause irreparable damage. ~ Matvei Zakharov


Dark to me is the earth. Dark to me are the heavens.
Where is she that I loved, the woman with eyes like stars?
Desolate are the streets. Desolate is the city.
A city taken by storm, where none are left but the slain.
~ Wilfrid Scawen Blunt


The Iron Man came to the top of the cliff. How far had he walked? Nobody knows. Where did he come from? Nobody knows. How was he made? Nobody knows. Taller than a house the Iron Man stood at the top of the cliff, at the very brink, in the darkness. ~ Ted Hughes (born 17 August 1930)


I knew the Spring was come. I knew it even
Better than all by this, that through my chase
In bush and stone and hill and sea and heaven
I seem'd to see and follow still your face.
Your face my quarry was. For it I rode,
My horse a thing of wings, myself a god.

~ Wilfrid Scawen Blunt ~

  • 3 Kalki 23:49, 15 August 2009 (UTC) - with a strong lean toward 4, though I might prefer to use this in the Spring or on St. Valentine's Day.

I have never knew what is was to sacrifice my own judgment to gratify any party and I have no doubt of the time being close at hand when I will be rewarded for letting my tongue speak what my heart thinks. I have suffered myself to be politically sacrificed to save my country from ruin and disgrace and if I am never again elected I will have the gratification to know that I have done my duty. ~ Davy Crockett

  • 3 Kalki 23:55, 15 August 2009 (UTC) with a lean toward 4.

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