L > L's Quotes

“It's funny how these days, when every household has its own inter-continental ballistic missile, you hardly even think about them. . . . A lot of us, though, have started painting the missiles different colors, even decorating them with our own designs, like butterflies or stenciled flowers. They take up so much space in the backyard, they might as well look nice, and the government leaflets don't say that you have to use the paint they supply.”
― Shaun Tan, Tales from Outer Suburbia

“All of old. Nothing else ever. Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.”
― Samuel Beckett, Worstward Ho

“How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world.”
― William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice

“When the urgent crowds out the important, people urgently accomplish nothing of value.”
― Orrin Woodward, LIFE

“In the whole of your absurd past you discover so much that's absurd, so much deceit and credulity, that it might be a good idea to stop being young this minute, to wait for youth to break away from you and pass you by, to watch it going away, receding in the distance, to see all its vanity, run your hand through the empty space it has left behind, take a last look at it, and then start moving, make sure your youth has really gone, and then calmly, all by yourself, cross to the other side of Time to see what people and things really look like.”
― Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night

“It is easy to believe we are each waves and forget we are also the ocean.”
― Jon J. Muth

“Remember then that there is only one important time, and that time is now. The most important one is always the one you are with. And the most important thing is to do good for the one who is standing at your side. This is why we are here.”
― Jon J. Muth, The Three Questions

“In this dark, when we all talk at once, some of us must learn to whistle.”
― Walt Kelly

“At wuntz? What HE do?
What HE do? Who do?
Wuntz do hoo doo? How do he do hoo doo?
Once do who do? What? What!? To wit, WHAT.”
― Walt Kelly

“Now, really, how arch
Can you be when you march
With a sword,
With a spear?
You belong

To a curious team,
You're in the extreme,
Maybe left,
Maybe right,
Maybe wrong.”
― Walt Kelly, The Pogo Poop Book

“She touched me once
And life then stopped.
She held my hand,
My frog heart hopped.
She left my mouth
And formed a smile
With lips that promised:
“In a while.”

I look, I hope, I stand, a dunce—
Where is the one who touched me once?”
― Walt Kelly, The Pogo Poop Book