I heard that....

A page for quotations on various subje cts. Food for thought.

Planet Earth is blue a nd there's nothing I can do.
"Space Oddity," David Bowie
Posted: 9 December, 1995. 4:29 PM.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the Shadow of Death, I shall fear no evil, for yea Iam the meanest bitch in the valley....
Marian Collentine
Posted: 12 December 1995. 6:06 PM.

No, I'll stand my ground, won't be turned around, in a world that keeps on dragging me down, I will stand my ground. And I won't back down.
Tom Pet ty and the Heartbreakers, "I Won't Back Down"
Posted: 14 December 1995. 11:07 AM.

In ancient days, in olden tribes, men obliged their wives and daughters to worship a stern-browed male god. A vengeful deity of lightning and well-ordered rules , whose way it was to shout and thunder at great length, then lapse into fits of maudlin sentimentality. It was a god like men themselves--a lord of extremes. Wrangling priests interpreted their Creator's endless, complex ordinances. Abstract disputes led to persecution and war.
Women could have told them, if men had only stopped their bickering and asked out opinion. Creation itself might have been a bold stroke of genius, a laying down of laws. But the regular, day to day tending of the world i s a messy business, more like the inspired chaos of a kitchen than the sterile precision of a chartroom, or study.
A living planet is a much more complex metaphor for deity than just a bigger Father, with a bigger fist. If an omniscient, all-powerful Dad ignores your prayers, it's taken personally. Hear only silence long enough, and you start wondering about His power. His fairness. His very existence.
But if a World-Mother doesn't reply, Her excuse is simple. She never claimed conceited omnip otence. She has countless others clinging to Her apron strings, including myriad species unable to speak for themselves. To Her elder offspring She says--go raid the fridge. Go play outside. Go get a job.
"Or better yet, lend me a hand! I have no time for idle whining."
Glory Season, by David Brin.
Posted: 9:13 PM, 18 December 1995.

...the universe is the inside without any outside, the sound made by one eye opening. In fact, I don't even know that there is a universe. More likely, there are many multiverses, each with its own dimensions, times, spaces, laws and eccentricities. We wander between and among these multiverses, trying to convince others and ourselves that we can all walk together in a single public universe that we can al l share. For to deny that axiom leads to what is called schizophrenia.
Yeah, that's it: every man's skin is his own private multiverse, just like every man's home is supposed to be his castle. But the multiverses are trying to merge, to create a tru e universe such as we have only imagined previously. ...but it has to happen: the creation of a universe and the one great eye opening to see itself at last. Aum Shiva!
The Illuminatus! Trilogy, by Robert Shea and Ro bert Anton Wilson.
Posted: 12:33 AM, 15 January 1996.

Mama always told me not to look into the eyes of the sun.
But, Mama, thatÕs where the fun is.
"Blinded by the Light," by Mannford Mann.
Posted: 12:34 AM, 15 January 1996.

Hell, call me anything you want to. If I donÕt like it, I'll punch you in the nose. If there were more bloody noses, thereÕd be fewer wars.
The Illuminatus! Trilogy, by Robert Shea and Robert Anton Wilson.
Posted: 2:02 AM, 15 January 199 6.

If you work withing the system, you come to one of the either/or choices that were impicit in the system from the beginning. You're talking like a medieval serf, asking the first agnostic whether he worships God or the Devil. WeÕre outside the system's categories. You'll never get the hang of our game if you keep thinking in falt-earth imagery of right and left, good and evil, up and down. If you need a group label for us, we;re political non-Euclideans. But even thatÕs not true. Sink me, nobody of this tub agrees with anybody else about anything, except maybe what the fellow with the horns told the old man in the clouds. Non serviam.
The Illuminatus! Trilogy, by Robert Shea and Robert Anton Wilson.
Posted: 2:06 AM, 1 5 January 1996.

I fear you
Your silence
Your blindness
See what you want to see
In darkness
One kindness
One moment
Tell me what you believe
ÒChance,Ó by Savatage.
Posted: 2:08 AM 15 January 1996.

The Illuminatus! Trilogy, by Robert Shea and Robert Anton Wilson.
Posted: 2:09 AM, 15 January 1996.

In the beginning was the Word and it was written by a baboon.
The Illuminatus! Trilogy, by Robert Shea a nd Robert Anton Wilson.
Posted: 2:32 AM, 15 January 1996.

ItÕs just that I have never been able to see life as anything but a vast complicated practical joke, and itÕs better to laugh than cry.
I Will Fear No Evil, by Robert Heinlein .
Posted: 1:30 PM, 26 January 1996.

1 signifies the erect penis, the male principle in isolation, and such authoritarian games as monotheism, monopoly, monogamy, and general monotony.
The Illuminatus! Trilogy, by Robert Shea and Robe rt Anton Wilson.
Posted: 3:38 PM, 26 January 1996.

Property is theft.
-P. J. Proudhon
Property is liberty.
-P. J. Proudhon
Property is impossible.
-P. J. Proudhon
Consistency is the hobgoblin of small minds.
-Ralph W aldo Emerson
The Illuminatus! Trilogy, by Robert Shea and Robert Anton Wilson.
Posted: 4:14 PM, 26 January 1996.

Wow. Yesterday, I was beating my way into a Lone Star impound lot with a crowbar. Today, I'm a CEO of a corporation. Life is truly like a box of chocolates.
The runner Ellie, on the Shadowland interactive web site, on the page called the "Brag Rag."
Posted: 4:47 PM 4 March 1996.

"You remind me of the babe."
"What ba be?"
"The babe with the power."
"What power?"
"The power of voodoo."
"Who do?"
"You do."
"Do what?"
"Remind me of the babe."
From the movie, Labrynth.
Posted: 9:47 PM 10 March 1996.

Everything has to start somewhere...
And here is as good a place as any.
Posted: 10:59 PM 7 April 1996.

Damnit, how am I supposed to conduct an experiment on my apparent cuteness or desireability when using an instument as inconsistent as a woman???
Eric Wescott
Posted: 3:35 AM, 26 November 1996

To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never. In a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony.
William Henry Channing
Posted: 3:38 AM 26 November 1996

From afar, Kassima feels like the Pernese version of Arthur Dent. Leaps to conclusions, then looks exceedingly confused and just wants a nice package of corn flakes so she can feel safe. Oh, and some tea, of course.
As paged to me by a friend of mine on PernMUSH. :)
Posted: 12:34 AM 28 November 1996

Karienal says, "Report it to God. He'll swear."
As seen on the channel of HilsarMUSh with regards to a code bug.
Posted: 2:07 AM 3 December 1996

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