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“He is quiet and small, he is black
From his ears to the tip of his tail;
He can creep through the tiniest crack
He can walk on the narrowest rail.
He can pick any card from a pack,
He is equally cunning with dice;
He is always deceiving you into believing
That he's only hunting for mice.
He can play any trick with a cork
Or a spoon and a bit of fish-paste;
If you look for a knife or a fork
And you think it is merely misplaced -
You have seen it one moment, and then it is gawn!
But you'll find it next week lying out on the lawn.
And we all say: OH!
Well I never!
Was there ever
A Cat so clever
As Magical Mr. Mistoffelees!”
― Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats
From his ears to the tip of his tail;
He can creep through the tiniest crack
He can walk on the narrowest rail.
He can pick any card from a pack,
He is equally cunning with dice;
He is always deceiving you into believing
That he's only hunting for mice.
He can play any trick with a cork
Or a spoon and a bit of fish-paste;
If you look for a knife or a fork
And you think it is merely misplaced -
You have seen it one moment, and then it is gawn!
But you'll find it next week lying out on the lawn.
And we all say: OH!
Well I never!
Was there ever
A Cat so clever
As Magical Mr. Mistoffelees!”
― Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats
“Language is like drinking from one's own reflection in still water. We only take from it what we are at the time.”
― Everything Beautiful Began After
― Everything Beautiful Began After
“Old Deuteronomy's lived a long time;
He's a Cat who has lived many lives in succession.
He was famous in proverb and famous in rhyme
A long while before Queen Victoria's accession.
Old Deuteronomy's buried nine wives
And more – I am tempted to say, ninety-nine;
And his numerous progeny prospers and thrives
And the village is proud of him in his decline.
At the sight of that placid and bland physiognomy,
When he sits in the sun on the vicarage wall,
The Oldest Inhabitant croaks: "Well, of all …
Things … Can it be … really! … No! … Yes! …
Ho! hi!
Oh, my eye!
My mind may be wandering, but I confess
I believe it is Old Deuteronomy!"
Old Deuteronomy sits in the street,
He sits in the High Street on market day;
The bullocks may bellow, the sheep they may bleat,
But the dogs and the herdsman will turn them away.
The cars and the lorries run over the kerb,
And the villagers put up a notice: ROAD CLOSED —
So that nothing untoward may chance to disturb
Deuteronomy's rest when he feels so disposed
Or when he's engaged in domestic economy:
And the Oldest Inhabitant croaks: "Well of all …
Things … Can it be … really! … No! … Yes! …
Ho! hi!
Oh, my eye!
My sight's unreliable, but I can guess
That the cause of the trouble is Old Deuteronomy!”
― Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats
He's a Cat who has lived many lives in succession.
He was famous in proverb and famous in rhyme
A long while before Queen Victoria's accession.
Old Deuteronomy's buried nine wives
And more – I am tempted to say, ninety-nine;
And his numerous progeny prospers and thrives
And the village is proud of him in his decline.
At the sight of that placid and bland physiognomy,
When he sits in the sun on the vicarage wall,
The Oldest Inhabitant croaks: "Well, of all …
Things … Can it be … really! … No! … Yes! …
Ho! hi!
Oh, my eye!
My mind may be wandering, but I confess
I believe it is Old Deuteronomy!"
Old Deuteronomy sits in the street,
He sits in the High Street on market day;
The bullocks may bellow, the sheep they may bleat,
But the dogs and the herdsman will turn them away.
The cars and the lorries run over the kerb,
And the villagers put up a notice: ROAD CLOSED —
So that nothing untoward may chance to disturb
Deuteronomy's rest when he feels so disposed
Or when he's engaged in domestic economy:
And the Oldest Inhabitant croaks: "Well of all …
Things … Can it be … really! … No! … Yes! …
Ho! hi!
Oh, my eye!
My sight's unreliable, but I can guess
That the cause of the trouble is Old Deuteronomy!”
― Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats
“Schaffen. Erhalten. Zerstören.
Für jede dieser Aufgaben haben die Hindus eine eigene Gottheit. Ich bewältige all das alleine.
Ich habe geschaffen, was niemand vor mir geschaffen hat, aber die Welt ist nicht mein Zeuge und wird es niemals sein.
Danach habe ich versucht, das Geschaffene zu erhalten - mit all meiner Kraft, meinem ganzen Willen. Unter Schmerzen, manchmal auch unter Tränen und auf jeden Fall mit beträchtlichen Opfern.
Nun werde ich zerstören. Wer will es mir übel nehmen? Wenn es Gerechtigkeit gibt, wird wenigstens diese Letzte gelingen.
Lieber wäre ich Schöpfer geblieben und hätte mich an meiner Schöpfung erfreut, sie erhalten, sie mit anderen geteilt. Aber auch der Zerstörung lassen sich interessante Aspekte abgewinnen. Ihr Reiz liegt in der Endgültigkeit.”
― Erebos
Für jede dieser Aufgaben haben die Hindus eine eigene Gottheit. Ich bewältige all das alleine.
Ich habe geschaffen, was niemand vor mir geschaffen hat, aber die Welt ist nicht mein Zeuge und wird es niemals sein.
Danach habe ich versucht, das Geschaffene zu erhalten - mit all meiner Kraft, meinem ganzen Willen. Unter Schmerzen, manchmal auch unter Tränen und auf jeden Fall mit beträchtlichen Opfern.
Nun werde ich zerstören. Wer will es mir übel nehmen? Wenn es Gerechtigkeit gibt, wird wenigstens diese Letzte gelingen.
Lieber wäre ich Schöpfer geblieben und hätte mich an meiner Schöpfung erfreut, sie erhalten, sie mit anderen geteilt. Aber auch der Zerstörung lassen sich interessante Aspekte abgewinnen. Ihr Reiz liegt in der Endgültigkeit.”
― Erebos
“For those who are lost, there will always be cities that feel
like home.”
― Everything Beautiful Began After
like home.”
― Everything Beautiful Began After
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