.: In dreams begins responsibility...

.: In dreams begins responsibility...: Think like a wise man but express yourself like the common people...

In dreams begins responsibility...

Think like a wise man but express
yourself like the common people...

.: Det felles store fund... Lå på ensomhetens bunn.

.: Det felles store fund... Lå på ensomhetens bunn.: Det var en gang... Moss som den engang var ! Men deiligst av alle gleder er gleden for slett ingen ting. Ikke for noe du kan eller...

.: I think I am an idealist. I don't know where I'm g...

.: I think I am an idealist. I don't know where I'm g...: Human life begins on the far side of despair. My thought is me; that's why I can't stop. I exist by what I think... And I can't prevent...

.: But I struck one cord of music, Like the sound of ...

.: But I struck one cord of music, Like the sound of ...: Seated one day at the organ, I was weary  and ill at ease, And my fingers wandered idly Over the noisy keys...

But I struck one cord of music, Like the sound of a great Amen...

Seated one day at the organ,
I was weary  and ill at ease,
And my fingers wandered idly
Over the noisy keys...

.: They never taste who always drink; They always tal...

.: They never taste who always drink; They always tal...: No, no; for my virginity, When I lost that, says Rose, I'll die: Behind the elms last night, cried Dick, Rose, were you not extremely sic...

They never taste who always drink; They always talk, who never think...

No, no; for my virginity,
When I lost that, says Rose, I'll die:
Behind the elms last night, cried Dick,
Rose, were you not extremely sick ?

.: Any statement is like a cheque drawn on a bank. I...

.: Any statement is like a cheque drawn on a bank. I...: Some quick to arm, some for adventure, some from fear of weakness, some from fear of censure, some for love of slaughter, in          i...

Any statement is like a cheque drawn on a bank. Its value depends on what is there to meet it...

Some quick to arm,
some for adventure,
some from fear of weakness,
some from fear of censure,
some for love of slaughter, in
         imagination learning later...
Some in fear, learning love of
         slaughter;

Died some, pro patria,
non 'dulce' non 'et decor' ...
walked eye-deep in hell
believing in old men's lies, 
the unbelieving came home,
home to a lie.

Pull down the vanity
Thou art a beaten dog beneath the hail,
A swollen magpie in a fitful sun,
Half black half white
Nor knowst'ou wing from tail
Pull down the vanity,
Paquin, pull down !
The green casque has outdone your elegance.