Read the words, give them a thought or a laugh, allow them to penetrate your heart. Words are like magic! Visit my sacred place and let the words enchant you...
04-11-2007
The Oblation
The Oblation
Ask nothing more of me, sweet, All I can give you I give Heart of my heart, were it more, More would be laid at your feet: Love that should help you to live, Song that should spur you to soar.
All things were nothing to give Once to have sense of you more, Touch you and taste of you, sweet, Think you and breathe you and live, Swept of your wings as they soar, Trodden by chance of your feet.
I that have love and no more Give you but love of you, sweet; He that hath more, let him give; He that hath wings, let him soar; Mine is the heart at your feet Here, that must love you to live
"The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. That's what you've given me. That's what I hope to give you forever..."
U zoudt me niet hebben herkend: een taaie bonk spier krimpend van zeer. Wat wil zo'n blok van een vent? Heel wat. En meer. Het heeft immers geen belang meer dat ik besta uit brons en mijn hart uit ijzer en kou. 's Nachts wil enkel mijn klank verloren gaan in het dons van de vrouw.
[Uit: Een wolk in broek, van: Vladimir Vladimirovitsj Majakovski]
"If you asked twenty good men today what they thought the Highest of the virtues, nineteen of them would reply, Unselfishness. But if you had asked almost any of the great Christians of old he would have replied, Love. You see what happened? A negative term has been substituted for a positive, and this is of more than philological importance." [C.S. Lewis - Faith, Christianity and the Church]
Some thirty inches from my nose The frontier of my person goes And all the untilled air between Is private pagus or demesne. Stranger, unless with bedroom eyes I beckon you to fraternize, Beware of rudely crossing it: I have no gun, but I can spit.
"An optimist stays up until midnight to see the new year in. A pessimist stays up to make sure the old year leaves." ~Bill Vaughan
"Many people look forward to the new year for a new start on old habits."
"A New Year's resolution is something that goes in one year and out the other."
"New Year's Day is every man's birthday." ~Charles Lamb
"The merry year is born Like the bright berry from the naked thorn." ~Hartley Coleridge
"New Year's eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, no breathless moment of silence among created things that the passage of another twelve months may be noted; and yet no man has quite the same thoughts this evening that come with the coming of darkness on other nights." ~Hamilton Wright Mabie
"For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning." ~T.S. Eliot, Little Gidding
"New Year's Day: Now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions. Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual." ~Mark Twain
"People are so worried about what they eat between Christmas and the New Year, but they really should be worried about what they eat between the New Year and Christmas."
"I do think New Year's resolutions can't technically be expected to begin on New Year's Day, don't you? Since, because it's an extension of New Year's Eve, smokers are already on a smoking roll and cannot be expected to stop abruptly on the stroke of midnight with so much nicotine in the system. Also dieting on New Year's Day isn't a good idea as you can't eat rationally but really need to be free to consume whatever is necessary, moment by moment, in order to ease your hangover. I think it would be much more sensible if resolutions began generally on January the second." ~Helen Fielding, Bridget Jones's Diary
"Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful." ~Norman Vincent Peale
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"I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys." ~Charles Dickens
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"Christmas, children, is not a date. It is a state of mind." ~Mary Ellen Chase
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"Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time." ~Laura Ingalls Wilder
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"It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air." ~W.T. Ellis
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"Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love!" ~Hamilton Wright Mabie
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"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." ~Author unknown, attributed to a 7-year-old named Bobby
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"From a commercial point of view, if Christmas did not exist it would be necessary to invent it." ~Katharine Whitehorn
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"Isn't it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for - I don't know what exactly, but it's something that you don't mind so much not having at other times." ~Kate L. Bosher
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"Christmas is forever, not for just one day, for loving, sharing, giving, are not to put away like bells and lights and tinsel, in some box upon a shelf. The good you do for others is good you do yourself." ~Norman W. Brooks, Let Every Day Be Christmas
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"Remember This December, That love weighs more than gold!" ~Josephine Dodge Daskam Bacon
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"Oh look, yet another Christmas TV special! How touching to have the meaning of Christmas brought to us by cola, fast food, and beer.... Who'd have ever guessed that product consumption, popular entertainment, and spirituality would mix so harmoniously?" ~Bill Watterson, Calvin & Hobbes
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"I sometimes think we expect too much of Christmas Day. We try to crowd into it the long arrears of kindliness and humanity of the whole year. As for me, I like to take my Christmas a little at a time, all through the year. And thus I drift along into the holidays - let them overtake me unexpectedly - waking up some find morning and suddenly saying to myself: "Why, this is Christmas Day!" " ~David Grayson
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"I wish we could put up some of the Christmas spirit in jars and open a jar of it every month." ~Harlan Miller
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"Roses are reddish Violets are bluish If it weren't for Christmas We'd all be Jewish." ~Benny Hill
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"At Christmas A man is at his finest towards the finish of the year; He is almost what he should be when the Christmas season's here; Then he's thinking more of others than he's thought the months before, And the laughter of his children is a joy worth toiling for. He is less a selfish creature than at any other time; When the Christmas spirit rules him he comes close to the sublime..." ~Edgar Guest
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"Christmas is the season when you buy this year's gifts with next year's money."
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"[I]t is the one season of the year when we can lay aside all gnawing worry, indulge in sentiment without censure, assume the carefree faith of childhood, and just plain "have fun." Whether they call it Yuletide, Noel, Weinachten, or Christmas, people around the earth thirst for its refreshment as the desert traveller for the oasis." ~D.D. Monroe
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"May the spirit of Christmas bring you peace, The gladness of Christmas give you hope, The warmth of Christmas grant you love."
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"I love the Christmas-tide, and yet, I notice this, each year I live; I always like the gifts I get, But how I love the gifts I give!" ~Carolyn Wells
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"Wouldn't life be worth the living Wouldn't dreams be coming true If we kept the Christmas spirit All the whole year through?"
Overmorgen is God jarig, maar van mij krijgt hij niks, Kerstmis kost me zo al zat genoeg, het vlees weer duurder, verleden jaar betaalde ik voor een magere varkensrollade 70 cent per ons, nu 80, enz. enz. Een geluk is dat ik veel buiten het keukenraam kan zetten of hangen, drank, boter, vlees, vogels, etc., zodat de ijskast een beetje ontlast wordt door het bijspringen van Mother Nature's Fridge.
(Gerard Reve, Brieven van een aardappeleter, blz. 56)
Ze hebben iets heel sereens, die dagen die hun inhoud eigenlijk al heel lang hebben verloren: het geeft ze iets schimmigs, iets onnatuurlijks ook vooral. God is dood, maar de middenstand zal de Kerst tot het jaar 3000 in leven houden.
Kerstmis bij de Gebroeders Temmes Arie : En die koning heette Herodotus. Gé : Die alle kleine kinderen opat. Arie : Behalve Jezus, omdat die in dat mandje dreef. Gé : Oja, nou weet ik het weer. Met die vallende ster. Arie : En toen dat mandje met Jezus naar de Open Zee dreef toen spleet de zee in tweeën, dat Jezus niet zou ver- drinken en natworden. Gé : Maar hij had dus niets te eten. Arie : Hij at herten en runderen. En dat sliep allemaal bij el- kaar, met de lammen en de leeuwen. Dat vonden ze een eer, om door Jezus te worden opgegeten. Gé : Rauw? Arie : Nee, eerst roosterde hij ze op een brandend braambos. Gé : En als hij dan dorst had? Arie : Dan sloeg Jezus met zijn staf op een berg en dan kwam daar bier uit. Gé : Het is goed om in deze donkere dagen weer eens bij die dingen stil te staan. Arie : Precies. Daarvoor hebben ze Kerstmis ook voor ingevoerd.
In die door de zure regen aangetaste kerstbomen kun je de ballen veel beter zien hangen.
(Koot & Bie, Bescheurkalender)
Omdat een vrouw alleen maar X-chromosomen bezit, kan een maagdelijke geboorte alleen een meisje opleveren. Maagd en moeder, vooruit, maar maagd en moeder van een zoon, dat is een godswonder.
The love that once was born can not die For it has become part of us, of our life, Woven into the very texture of our being. Each of us would wish to leave some part of ourselves, So here and now we bear witness to the one we knew in life, Who now in death bequeaths a subtle part, precious and beloved, Which will be with us in truth and beauty, In dignity and courage and love To the end of our days.
Philosophy is a route of many roads leading from nowhere to nothing.
Bertrand Russell
Science is what you know. Philosophy is what you dont know.
Cicero
There is no statement so absurd that no philosopher will make it.
H.L. Mencken
Philosophy consists very largely of one philosopher arguing that all others are jackasses. He usually proves it, and I should add that he also usually proves that he is one himself.
William James
Philosophy is at once the most sublime and the most trivial of human pursuits.
Evey Hammond: Who are you? V: Who? Who is but the form following the function of what, and what I am is a man in a mask. Evey Hammond: Well I can see that. V: Of course you can. I'm not questioning your powers of observation, I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.
V: Remember, remember, the Fifth of November,/ The Gunpowder Treason and Plot... / I know of no reason/ Why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot...
Evey Hammond: My father was a writer. You would've liked him. He used to say that artists use lies to tell the truth while politicians use them to cover the truth up.
[after a hail of gunfire doesn't stop V] Creedy: Die! Die! Why won't you die?... Why won't you die? V: Beneath this mask there is more than flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea, Mr. Creedy, and ideas are bulletproof.
Finch: Who was he? Evey Hammond: He was Edmond Dantés... and he was my father. And my mother... my brother... my friend. He was you... and me. He was all of us.
Bij gebrek aan de tekst van "Ik word nooit groot" uit dezelfde Musical, schrijf ik het refrein neer zoals ik het me herinner:
Ik word nooit groot 'k Zit liever op mijn gemak Ik lees liever de gazet als een stomme ouwe zak
'k Hoef niet naar school niet vroeg naar bed Ik leid een leven als een strandjanet dus word ik nooit groot word ik nooit groot word ik nooit gro-ot nee nooit!
"Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counsellors, and the most patient of teachers." Charles W. Eliot
There's a song that's inside of my soul It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again I'm awake in the infinite cold, But you sing to me over and over and over again
So I lay my head back down and I lift my hands and pray to be only yours I pray, to be only yours I know now, you're my only hope
Sing to me the song of the stars Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again When it feels like my dreams are so far Sing to me of the plans that you had for me over again
So I lay my head back down And I lift my hands and pray To be only yours I pray, to be only yours I know now, you're my only hope
I give you my destiny I'm giving you all of me I want your symphony, singing in all that I am At the top of lungs, I'm giving it all I have
So I lay my head back down And I lift my hands and pray to be only yours I pray, to be only yours I pray to be only yours I know now, you're my only hope
"You know I hate, detest, and can't bear a lie, not because I am straighter than the rest of us, but simply because it appals me. There is a taint of death, a flavour of mortality in lies - which is exactly what I hate and detest in the world - what I want to forget. It makes me miserable and sick, like biting something rotten would do. Temperament, I suppose."
ON MY OWN Sung by: Elaine Paige From: Les Miserables
And now, Im all alone again Nowhere to turn, no one to go to Without a home, without a friend, without a face to say hello to But now the night is here and I can make believe hes here Sometimes I walk alone at night when everybody else is sleeping I think of him and then Im happy with the company Im keeping The city goes to bed and I can live inside my head
On my own, pretending he's beside me All alone, I walk with him till morning Without him, I feel his arms around me And when I lose my way I close my eyes and he has found me In the rain, the pavement shines like silver All the lights are misty in the river In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight And all I see is him and me forever and forever And I know it's only in my mind That I'm talking to myself and not to him And although I know that he is blind Still I say, there's a way for us I love him But when the night is over He is gone, the river's just a river Without him, the world around me changes The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers I love him But every day I'm learning All my life I've only been pretending Without me, his world would go on turning The world is full of happiness that I have never known I love him I love him I love him But only on my own....
Hayley Stark: You really just don't look like kind of guy who needs to meet girls over the internet. Geoff Kohlver: Well, I think it's better to meet people online first, sometimes. You get to know what they're like inside. When you work as a photographer you find out real quick peoples faces lie. Hayley Stark: Does my face lie?
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Hayley Stark: Well, 4 out of 5 doctors agree that I am actually insane.
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Geoff Kohlver: So you and your mom are both whacked? Hayley Stark: I don't know that's that whole nature versus nurture question isn't? Was I born a cute vindictive little bitch or... did society make me that way? I go back and forth on that...
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Hayley Stark: I guess they... weren't brass.
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Geoff Kohlver: Those letters are mine. Hayley Stark: Nothing's yours when you invite a teenager into your home
[first lines] God-Like Man: You're special. You have a very special purpose in life. You've been chosen. The Island awaits you.
Merrick: What's troubling, you, Lincoln? Lincoln Six-Echo: It - it's just... all right, Tuesday night is tofu night, and I'm asking myself "Who here decided that everyone likes tofu in the first place, and what is tofu anyway?" And why can't I have bacon? I line up every morning, and I'm not allowed any bacon for my breakfast. And - and tell me - let's talk about all the white. Why is everyone wearing white all the time? It's impossible to keep clean, I'm walking around, I get - I always get the gray stripe, I never get any color, and I hand it in to be cleaned, and - and someone cleans it and fold it neatly back in my drawer, but who? Who is that person? I don't know. I just - I wanna know answers and I - and I wish that there was more.
Merrick: More? Lincoln Six-Echo: Yeah, more than just waiting to go to The Island.
Lincoln Six-Echo: What's "God"? McCord: Well, you know, when you want something really bad and you close your eyes and you wish for it? God's the guy that ignores you.
Lincoln Six-Echo: I think they're going to kill you. Jordan Two-Delta: I'm going to The Island. Lincoln Six-Echo: Jordan, there *is* no island!
Jordan Two-Delta: [watching motorcycle scream down the asphalt] What was that? Lincoln Six-Echo: I don't know. [smiles] Lincoln Six-Echo: But I want one.
[Lincoln Six Echo and Jordan Two Delta are asking a bartender where to find McCord] Stim Bar Bartender: Well, it's your lucky day, Captain Kirk. He's in the can. Lincoln Six-Echo: He's in a can? Stim Bar Bartender: Takin' a dump. Lincoln Six-Echo: A dump? Taking it where? Stim Bar Bartender: Tell you what, Bubba, you're fixing to get on my nerves. First door on the right. Lincoln Six-Echo: Thank you. [Lincoln Six Echo turns to Jordan Two Delta] Lincoln Six-Echo: I have to go. He's taking a dump in a can!
McCord: Jeez, why do I always have to be the one to tell the kids there is no Santa Claus?
McCord: Just cause you wanna eat the burger, doesn't mean you wanna meet the cow.
McCord: All right, look. I know you're new to the whole human experiences and all... but there's one universal truth and that is you never give a woman your credit card.
Lincoln Six-Echo: What's sex? Tom Lincoln: Wait ? you're a virgin? You've been kicking around with *her* and you're a... a v-v-virgin? Well, I won't spoil the surprise. Boy, are you in for a treat.
[from trailer] Lincoln Six-Echo: [Lincoln and Jordan are making out] How come we never did this before? Jordan Two-Delta: Shut up. [they kiss] Lincoln Six-Echo: That tongue thing is amazing!
Daughter of Eve from the far land of Spare Oom where eternal summer reigns around the bright city of War Drobe, how would it be if you came and had tea with me? (Tumnus to Lucy) [What Lucy Found There]
But in general, take my advice, when you meet anything that's going to be human and isn't yet, or used to be human once and isn't now, or ought to be human and isn't, you keep your eyes on it and feel for your hatchet. (Mr. Beaver) [What Happened After Dinner]
"It's all right," he (Mr. Beaver) was shouting. "Come out, Mrs Beaver. Come out, Sons and Daughters of Adam. It's all right! It isn't Her (The Witch)!" This was bad grammar of course, but that is how beavers talk when they are excited; I mean, in Narnia - in our world they usually don't talk at all. (narrator) [The Spell Begins To Break]
The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe movie quotes!!!
The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe Movie Quotes!!!
Mr. Tumnus, the Faun: And what about you? You must be some kind of beardless dwarf? Lucy Pevensie: I'm not a dwarf! I'm a girl. And actually, I'm tallest in my class. Mr. Tumnus, the Faun: You mean to say that you are a daughter of Eve? Lucy Pevensie: [confused] My mum's name is Helen... Mr. Tumnus, the Faun: Yes... but, you are in fact... human? *** Lucy Pevensie: [holds out her hand] Pleased to meet you Mr. Tumnus, I'm Lucy Pevensie. [Mr. Tumnus looks at her hand curiously] Lucy Pevensie: Oh, you shake it. Mr. Tumnus: Why? Lucy Pevensie: I... I don't know.
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Mr. Tumnus: Now, are you familiar with any Narnian lullabies? Lucy Pevensie: Sorry, no. Mr. Tumnus: Well that's good, because this probably won't sound anything like one.
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Lucy Pevensie: But I'm telling you, there's another land inside the wardrobe! Edmund Pevensie: I believe her. Lucy Pevensie: You do? Edmund Pevensie: Yeah. Haven't I told you about the football field inside the bathroom cupboard?
*** Professor Kirke: You seem to have disturbed the delicate internal balance of my housekeeper. Peter Pevensie: Sorry sir, it won't happen again. Susan Pevensie: It's our sister, sir. Professor Kirke: The weeping girl? Susan Pevensie: She's upset. Professor Kirke: Hence the weeping.
Susan Pevensie: Lucy thinks she's found a magical land... Professor Kirke: Hmmm. Susan Pevensie: In the upstairs wardrobe. Professor Kirke: [eyes widening, he rushes to the children] What? What did you say? Peter Pevensie: Our sister... she thinks she's found a wood... Professor Kirke: What was it like? Susan Pevensie: Like talking to a lunatic... Professor Kirke: No, no, not her, the wood! Susan Pevensie: [stares] You don't mean you believe her? Professor Kirke: And you don't?
Susan Pevensie: Are you saying we should believe her story? Professor Kirke: Why not? Susan Pevensie: Well, logically, it can't be real. Professor Kirke: Logic? What are they teaching at schools these days? ***
Peter Pevensie: I don't suppose saying we're sorry would quite cover it? Lucy Pevensie: No, it wouldn't. [pelts him with a snowball] Lucy Pevensie: But that might! ***
[Peter sees Mr. Beaver in the woods and doesn't yet know he can talk] Peter Pevensie: Here, boy, tsk, tsk, tsk. [holds out hand] Mr. Beaver: Well I'm not gonna sniff it if that's what you want. *** Peter Pevensie: He said he knows the faun. Susan Pevensie: He's a beaver, he shouldn't be saying anything! *** Mr. Beaver: When Adam's Flesh and Adam's bone sits in Cair Paravel in throne, the evil time will be over and done. Susan Pevensie: That doesn't exactly rhyme ***
Jadis The White Witch: Faun, do you know why you are here? Mr. Tumnus: Because I believe in a free Narnia. Jadis The White Witch: You're here because *he* turned you in... for sweeties. [pointing to Edward] ***
Mr. Beaver: Come on, hurry up! Peter Pevensie: If he tells us to hurry up one more time, I am going to make him into a big, fluffy hat.
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Fox: I'm sorry, your Majesty. Jadis The White Witch: Don't waste my time with flattery Fox: Not to be rude, ma'am, but I wasn't talking to you. [looks at Edmund] ***
Lucy Pevensie: Don't beavers build dams? Mr. Beaver: I'm not THAT fast, dear. ***
Mrs. Beaver: You've been sneaking second helpings, haven't you? Mr. Beaver: Well, you never know if your next meal's going to be your last. Especially with your cooking.
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Maugrim: [to Susan and Lucy] Please don't run. We're tired, and we'd prefer to kill you quickly.
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Maugrim: You may think your a king, but your going to die like a dog!
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Edmund Pevensie: [horse rears up] Whoa, Horsey. Philip the Horse: The name is Philip.
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Jadis The White Witch: You know, Aslan, I'm a little disappointed in you. Did you honestly think you could save the human traitor? You are giving me your life and saving no one. So much for love. Tonight, the Deep Magic will be appeased, but tomorrow, we will take Narnia forever! In that knowledge, despair... and die!
[after stabbing Aslan] The great cat is dead!
*** Gryphon: They come, your highness, in numbers and weapons far greater than our own. Oreius: Numbers do not win a battle. Peter Pevensie: No... but I bet they help. ***
He was not in the least frightened , or excited, or curious. If anyone had asked him Where did you come from? he would probably have said, Ive always been here. That was what it felt like as if one had always been in that place and never been bored although nothing had ever happened. (Narrator about Digory in the wood between the worlds)
[From The Chronicles Of Narnia: The Magician's Nephew. Chapter 3: The Wood Between The Worlds, written by C.S. Lewis]
Welcome mates! I've started a new blog, as you can see. The old one's of course still active but I wanted more room for words that are not my own for a change. Words I've heard or read. I hope you'll enjoy my selection! You'll think: "Does she have time for this...?". "Ehm, NO! But the masochism in me is always looking for trouble, stressful situations and more 'unnecessary' things to fill my precious time with." What can I say... "I can't help it!" But reading so many books, watching so many movies and seeing/reading so many plays, I just want to share with you all those words that touch me...every single day! I hope you can appreciate this. If I don't separate, My Fantasy World will get a bit messy. Moreover, this way people that are not interested in either my words or those I like written or spoken by others, can always make the choice! Quotes will always be in the language in which the book I read was written or the language that was spoken in the movie I saw. Enjoy!
Hoi trouwe bloggertjes! Ik ben een nieuwe blog gestart, zoals je kan zien. De oude is natuurlijk nog steeds actief! Maar ik wou wat meer ruimte om te vullen met woorden van anderen voor de verandering. Woorden die ik heb gehoord of gelezen. Ik hoop dat je kan genieten van mijn selectie. Je zal vast denken: "Heeft ze hier tijd voor?" "Ehm, eigenlijk niet! Maar het masochisme in mezelf stak weer de kop op en zoekt altijd naar problemen, stressvolle situaties en steeds meer 'onbelangrijk' dingen om mijn kostbare tijd mee te vullen." Wat zal ik zeggen... "Ik kan er niets aan doen!" Maar omdat ik zoveel boeken lees, zoveel films zie en zoveel toneelstukken zie/lees, kan ik het toch niet laten de leukste woorden/zinnen die ik daarin aantref met jullie te delen. Ik hoop dat sommigen onder jullie dit appreciëren. Als ik deze dingen niet scheid van My Fantasy World wordt alles zo'n rommeltje. Op die manier kunnen mensen die niet geïnteresseerd zijn in ofwel 'wat ik te vertellen heb' of wat ik leuk vind aan de woorden en zinnen van anderen de keuze maken! Citaten zullen altijd in de taal staan waarin ik het boek heb gelezen of de taal die in de film werd gesproken. Veel plezier!
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