To: Gauguin who wrote (2933 ) 8/4/1999 3:38:00 PM From: Jacques Chitte Respond to of 2971
I inform without pleasure, because it is necessary. Whittaker Chambers - _Witness_ (1952) "String, or nothing!" shrieked Gollum. J. R. R. Tolkien (1892-1973) "Consciousness Expansion" went out with LBJ . . . And it is worth noting, historically, that downers came in with Nixon. Hunter S. Thompson, "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" Prof was a pacifist. Like his vegetarianism, he would not let it keep him from being 'rational' Robert A. Heinlein (1907-1988) _The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress_ c 1966 In every village there will arise some miscreant, to establish the most grinding tyranny by calling himself the people. Sir Robert Peel The computer can't tell you the emotional story. It can give you the exact mathematical design, but what's missing is the eyebrows. Frank Zappa (1940 - Dec 4, 1993) It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird; it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordingary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad. C. S. Lewis (1898-1963) The Scarecrow was now the ruler of the Emerald City, and although he was not a Wizard the people were proud of him. "For," they said, "there is not another city in all the world that is ruled by a stuffed man." And, so far as they knew, they were quite right. L. Frank Baum (1856-1919) _Wonderful Wizard of Oz_ (1900) ch. 18 ('Away to the South'). Anger used to be a bass line that we used to merely provide a funky bottom to our cultural zeitgeist. But by [our] not periodically adjusting our levels and assigning it its proper place in the mix, anger has now broken out into a shrieking Nugent guitar solo that's drawing a rivulet of blood from all of our ears. Dennis Miller ...George who is out somewhere there in the dark.... George who is good to me, and whom I revile, who understands me, and whom I push off; who can make me laugh, and I choke it back in my throat; who can hold me, at night, so that it's warm, and whom I will bite so there's blood; who keeps learning the games we play as quickly as I can change the rules; who can make me happy and I do not wish to be happy, and yes I do wish to be happy. George and Martha: sad, sad, sad. Edward Albee (Mar. 12, 1928- ) _Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?_ (1962), Act III (''The Exorcism'')..