Sitater og små dikt og visdomsord

[kris_ter]

Salig er de treskallede, for de kan ikke drukne.

[kris_ter]

Vi elsker ikke mennesker fordi de er vakre,
men vi synes de er vakre for vi elsker dem.

[kris_ter]

Don't walk on the grass, smoke it.

[kris_ter]

lala

[kris_ter]

Det er bedre å stikke nesa i andres saker,
enn å stikke andres saker i nesa

[kris_ter]

Livet er som en brøk,
det er alltid en strek i regningen

[kris_ter]

Det verste som fins er å diskutere med en person som vet hva han snakker om

[kris_ter]

Tro ikke for godt om folk,
de ligner deg mer enn du aner.

[Glahn]

Ytringsfriheten består ikke bare i retten til å si hva man vil, men også minst like mye å la vær!

[Cafein]

Du skal ikke tåle så inderlig vel,
den idrett som ikke rammer deg selv!

[Glahn]

Minus og minus blir pluss.
Litt minus hos Sangfuglen, litt minus hos meg, og vips har man pluss nok til en improvisert kidnapping!

[kris_ter]

Du kan gjøre hva du vil - men la aldri noen ta deg i det.
(Nøyer meg med dette idag..)

[Zatharee]

Her er et som beskriver tilstanden min i dag til punkt og prikke:

Common Cold

Go hang yourself, you old M.D,!
You shall not sneer at me.
Pick up your hat and stethoscope,
Go wash your mouth with laundry soap;
I contemplate a joy exquisite
In not paying you for your visit.
I did not call you to be told
My malady is a common cold.

By pounding brow and swollen lip;
By fever's hot and scaly grip;
By those two red redundant eyes
That weep like woeful April skies;
By racking snuffle, snort, and sniff;
By handkerchief after handkerchief;
This cold you wave away as naught
Is the damnedest cold man ever caught!

Give ear, you scientific fossil!
Here is the genuine Cold Colossal;
The Cold of which researchers dream,
The Perfect Cold, the Cold Supreme.
This honored system humbly holds
The Super-cold to end all colds;
The Cold Crusading for Democracy;
The Führer of the Streptococcracy.

Bacilli swarm within my portals
Such as were ne'er conceived by mortals,
But bred by scientists wise and hoary
In some Olympic laboratory;
Bacteria as large as mice,
With feet of fire and heads of ice
Who never interrupt for slumber
Their stamping elephantine rumba.

A common cold, gadzooks, forsooth!
Ah, yes. And Lincoln was jostled by Booth;
Don Juan was a budding gallant,
And Shakespeare's plays show signs of talent;
The Arctic winter is fairly coolish,
And your diagnosis is fairly foolish.
Oh what a derision history holds
For the man who belittled the Cold of Colds!

-- Ogden Nash

Mer om det i dagboka...

[songbird]

[sharee]

I don't believe in reality, it's too strange...

[Cafein]

SÃ¥ framsynt at det er rent skummelt.

There is no doubt that the day will come, maybe when you and I are forgotten, when copper wires, gutta-percha coverings, and iron sheathings will be relegated to the Museum of Antiquities. Then, when a person wants to telegraph to a friend, he knows not where, he will call an electromagnetic voice, which will be heard loud by him who has the electromagnetic ear, but will be silent to everyone else. He will call «Where are you?» and the reply will come, «I am at the bottom of the coal-mine» or «Crossing the Andes» or «In the middle of the Pacific»; or perhaps no reply will come at all, and he may then conclude that his friend is dead.

-- Professor W. E. Ayrton, medlem av Institution of Electrical Engineers, i en forelesning ved Imperial Institute, 1897.

[toth42]

[Oceanborn]

Eller dart? Midt i øyet, au.

Think of me long enough to make a memory.

A moonwitch took me to a ride on her broomstick,
introduced me to her old friend Home Gnome,
told me to keep the sauna warm for him. (?????)

... til slutt rir jeg hjem på en blåhval mens jeg spiser en temmelig god kebab.

[Oceanborn]

Fotballsitater

[toth42]

Nothing further your honour..