“You will grow tired, Siddhartha.”
“I will grow tired.”
“You will fall asleep, Siddhartha.”
“I will not fall asleep.”
“You will die, Siddhartha.”
“I will die.”
- Siddhartha
I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind.
Some come from ahead and some come from behind.
But I’ve bought a big bat. I’m all ready you see.
Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!
- Dr. Seuss
The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight.
Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh.
What do I fear? Myself? There’s none else by.
Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I.
Is there a murderer here? No. Yes, I am.
Then fly! What, from myself? Great reason. Why:
Lest I revenge. Myself upon myself?
Alack, I love myself. Wherefore? For any good
That I myself have done unto myself?
O no, alas, I rather hate myself For hateful deeds committed by myself.
I am a villain.
- William Shakespeare, Richard III
And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover
To entertain these fair well-spoken days,
I am determined to prove a villain
And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
- William Shakespeare, Richard III
Thus do I ever make my fool my purse;
For I mine own gained knowledge should profane,
If I would time expend with such a snipe
But for my sport and profit.
- William Shakespeare, Othello
There’s nothing to see here, people, keep moving on.
Slowly their necks turn, and then they’re gone,
No one cares when the show is done.
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Standing in line and it’s cold and you want to go,
Remember a joke so you turn around,
There’s no one to listen, so you laugh by yourself.
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The crowd on the street walks slowly, don’t mind the rain,
Lovers hold hands to numb the pain,
Gripping tightly to something that they’ll never own.
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And those by themselves by choice or by some reward,
No mistakes only now you’re bored,
This is the time of your life but you just can’t tell.
-
She Wants Revenge, These Things
There’s no earthly way of knowing which direction we are going.
There’s no knowing where we’re rowing or which way the river’s flowing.
Is it raining? It is snowing? Is a hurricane a-blowing?
Not a speck of light is showing, so the danger must be growing.
Are the fires of Hell a-glowing? Is the grisly reaper mowing?
YES! THE DANGER MUST BE GROWING, FOR THE ROWERS KEEP ON ROWING AND THEY’RE CERTAINLY NOT SHOWING ANY SIGNS THAT THEY ARE SLOWING!
All around me are familiar faces,
worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races,
going nowhere, going nowhere.
Their tears are filling up their glasses,
No expression, no expression.
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow,
No tomorrow, no tomorrow.
And I find it kind of funny,
I find it kind of sad.
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had.
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take.
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very
Mad World
Children waiting for the day they feel good.
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday.
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen.
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me.
Hello teacher, tell me what’s my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me.
And I find it kind of funny,
I find it kind of sad.
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had!
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take.
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very
Mad World
A man said to the universe
“Sir, I exist!”
“However,” replied the universe,
“The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation.”