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| Hope is the worst of evils, for it prolongs the torment of man. -Nietzsche |
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| Insanity is the exception in individuals. In groups, parties, peoples and times it is the rule. -Nietzsche |
| Faith standing in front of Angel, pounding his chest. FAITH: "I'm evil, I'm bad! Do you hear me Angel, I'm bad, I'm evil! Please Angel do it, Angel please just do it!" It starts to rain, and Faith plunges on her knees. She looses grip on Angel, saying: "Kill me, just kill me" -Faith to Angel in his series during her depression |
| Love is an ideal thing; marriage is a real thing; a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished -Johann Wolfgang von Goethe 1749-1832 |
| But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. -Thomas Moore 1779-1852, 'Oh, that I had wings' |
| To create a little flower is the labour of ages -William Blake 1757-1827, 'the Marriage of Heaven and Hell' |
| In seed time learn, In harvest teach, In winter enjoy -Alfred Tennyson 1809-1892 |
| How do you know but ev'ry Bird that cuts the airly way, Is an immense world of delight, clos'd by your senses five? -William Blake 1757-1827, 'the Marriage of Heaven and Hell' |
| Dear Child of Nature, let them rail! --There is a nest in a green dale, A harbour and a hold; Where thou, a Wife and Friend, shalt see Thy own heart-stirring days, and be A light to young and old. There, healthy as a shepherd boy, And treading among flowers of joy Which at no season fade, Thou, while thy babes around thee cling, Shalt show us how divine a thing A Woman may be made Thy thoughts and feelings shall not die, Nor leave thee, when grey hairs are nigh, A melancholy slave; But an old age serene and bright, And lovely as a Lapland night, Shall lead thee to thy grave. -William Wordsworth 1770-1850, 'To a young lady' (1805) |