Wordless Wednesday
Wordless Wednesday
Marsha is passing the baton. Change is the only constant.Heraclitus So – sorry or no (and I am sorry to see Marsha leave WQ) Heraklitus adage still applies. The baton is a large one, make no mistake. Is this baton large enough? Long enough for … Continue reading Passing the Sausage
“Almost nobody dances sober unless they happen to be insane.” H.P. Lovecraft This guy seems to have no problem, though. Different styles. I have no idea how much – if any – alcohol was consumed. I’m pretty sure that alcohol was involved here. Just as … Continue reading Guilty Feet, Have They Got Rhythm?
I’ve posted a fair bit about storks this month. Maybe not enough yet. “It was a lovely summer weather in the country, and the golden corn, the green oats, and the haystacks piled up in the meadows looked beautiful. The stork walking about on his … Continue reading Winging it, Possibly in a Foreign Language
but does he also have mine? “The tongue is the most remarkable. For we use it both to taste out sweet wine and bitter poison, thus also do we utter words both sweet and sour with the same tongue.” Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book Wednesday … Continue reading This Cat Very Much Has Its own Tongue
“Sunshine is helpful for thinking. It warms up the brain cells.”
Shannon Wiersbitzky, The Summer of Hammers and Angels
“And then one student said that happiness is what happens when you go to bed on the hottest night of the summer, a night so hot you can’t even wear a tee-shirt and you sleep on top of the sheets instead of under them, although try to sleep is probably more accurate. And then at some point late, late, late at night, say just a bit before dawn, the heat finally breaks and the night turns into cool and when you briefly wake up, you notice that you’re almost chilly, and in your groggy, half-consciousness, you reach over and pull the sheet around you and just that flimsy sheet makes it warm enough and you drift back off into a deep sleep. And it’s that reaching, that gesture, that reflex we have to pull what’s warm – whether it’s something or someone – toward us, that feeling we get when we do that, that feeling of being safe in the world and ready for sleep, that’s happiness.”
Paul Schmidtberger, Design Flaws of the Human Condition
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Although he is reputed to have said “They took me only because I have this long nose and I have this easy name,” he also occasionally wore a t-shirt that read “Just call me Arch”. This man, whom I had the honour to serve a … Continue reading Just-call-me-Arch Tutu
Since this week’s Wednesday Quotes is writer’s choice I thought I quote myself for a change. My much younger self. At one stage I was taking a course in calligraphy and I very quickly got bored copying the cloyingly sweet poems and sayings. As you … Continue reading Of Snails and Knights and Mistakes
Does that mean a battery of hens a-laying is the equivalent of an asteroid shower? Wednesday Quotes