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| O! It is excellent / To have a giant's strength But it is tyrannous / To use it as a giant -William Shakespeare, 'Measure for measure' |
| Tears flow but why am I crying? After all, I'm not afraid of dying Didn't I believed that there never is an end? -Iron Maiden, 'Hallowed be thy name' |
| Do you believe in love? Do you believe in destiny? True love may come only once in a thousand lifetimes. I too have loved, they took her from me I pray for her soul I pray for her peace -Iced Earth, 'Dracula' |
| When the green Hulk (Bruce Banner) and the grey Hulk (the clone) battle a disastrous fight between them on the Golden Gate Bridge, Spiderman swings above them, saying to himself; "I'd better hide somewhere safe. Say, India or something" -Spiderman in the Onslaught series |
| Mourn not overmuch! Mighty was the fallen, meet was his ending. When his mound is raised, women then shall weep. War now calls us! -LotR, the death of king Theoden, book V, pt.VI |
| For the spirit of Beren at her bidding tarried in the halls of Mandos, unwilling to leave the world, until Luthien came to say her last farewell upon the dim shores of the Outer Sea, whence Men that die set out never to return. But the spirit of Luthien fell down into darkness, and at the last it fled, and her body lay like a flower that is suddenly cut off and lies for a while unwithered on the grass. -Quenta Silmarillion, 19 |
| And thus it came to pass that the Silmarils found their long homes: one in the airs of heaven, and one in the fires of the heart of the world, and one in the deep waters. -Quenta Silmarillion, 24 |
| His quiet words fade into the night's chill, yet they burn into his listeners' minds with all the power of a thousand suns. -Blessed Orator |
| "In Xanadu did Kubla Khan, a stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran, through caverns measureless to man, down to a sunless sea." The poet S. Coleridge wakes up after that he drank the drug Laudanum (a drug which makes you feel sleepy) and has this whole poem in his head. So he stars writing, but someone suddenly disturbs him. In a sudden everything's gone. He never had the chance to finish it. The clou? Carpe diem. Before you know it, it'll never return. -Samuel Taylor Coleridge 1772-1834 |