Quotes
Challenge #481
The detail of the pattern is movement,
As in the figure of the ten stairs.
Desire itself is movement
Not in itself desirable;
Love is itself unmoving,
Only the cause and end of movement,
Timeless, and undesiring
Except in the aspect of time
Caught in the form of limitation
Between un-being and being.
- T.S. Eliot
“Four Quartets: Burnt Norton”
Challenge #482
Lust's passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes.
- the Marquis de Sade
Challenge #483
Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood,
And do such bitter business, as the day
Would quake to look on.
- William Shakespeare
"Hamlet"
Challenge #484
Winter will invade my being: anger,
Hatred, chills, horror, hard and forced labor,
And, like the sun in its iced inferno,
My heart is but a red and frozen floe.
- Charles Baudelaire
"Autumn Song"
Challenge #485
Chastity - the most unnatural of all the sexual perversions.
- Aldous Huxley
Challenge #486
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."
The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.
- Pablo Neruda
"Saddest Poem"
The detail of the pattern is movement,
As in the figure of the ten stairs.
Desire itself is movement
Not in itself desirable;
Love is itself unmoving,
Only the cause and end of movement,
Timeless, and undesiring
Except in the aspect of time
Caught in the form of limitation
Between un-being and being.
- T.S. Eliot
“Four Quartets: Burnt Norton”
Challenge #482
Lust's passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes.
- the Marquis de Sade
Challenge #483
Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood,
And do such bitter business, as the day
Would quake to look on.
- William Shakespeare
"Hamlet"
Challenge #484
Winter will invade my being: anger,
Hatred, chills, horror, hard and forced labor,
And, like the sun in its iced inferno,
My heart is but a red and frozen floe.
- Charles Baudelaire
"Autumn Song"
Challenge #485
Chastity - the most unnatural of all the sexual perversions.
- Aldous Huxley
Challenge #486
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."
The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.
- Pablo Neruda
"Saddest Poem"