C S Lewis

Angel’s Song I know not, I, What the men together say, How lovers, lovers die And youth passes away. Cannot understand Love that mortal bears To native, native land, All lands are theirs; What at grave they grieve For one voice and face And not, and not receive Another in its place. I above the … Continue reading “C S Lewis”

Angel’s Song

I know not, I,
What the men together say,
How lovers, lovers die
And youth passes away.

Cannot understand
Love that mortal bears
To native, native land,
All lands are theirs;

What at grave they grieve
For one voice and face
And not, and not receive
Another in its place.

I above the cone
Of the circling night
Flying, never have known
Less or greater light.

Sorrow it is they call
This cup whence my lip
(Woe’s me!) never in all
My endless days can sip.

Patrick Blackett

May every young scientist remember… and not fail to keep his eyes open for the possibility that an irritating failure of his apparatus to give consistent results may once or twice in a lifetime conceal an important discovery.

May every young scientist remember… and not fail to keep his eyes open for the possibility that an irritating failure of his apparatus to give consistent results may once or twice in a lifetime conceal an important discovery.

C S Lewis

I have come home at last! This is my real country! I belong here. This is the land I have been looking for all my life, though I never knew it till now. The reason why we loved the old Narnia is that it sometimes looked a little like this.

I have come home at last! This is my real country! I belong here. This is the land I have been looking for all my life, though I never knew it till now. The reason why we loved the old Narnia is that it sometimes looked a little like this.

Confusion

A centipede was happy quite, Until a frog in fun Said, “Pray which leg comes after which?” This raised her mind to such a pitch, She lay distracted in the ditch, Considering how to run.

A centipede was happy quite,
Until a frog in fun
Said, “Pray which leg comes after which?”
This raised her mind to such a pitch,
She lay distracted in the ditch,
Considering how to run.

G K Chesterton

The Donkey When forests walked and fishes flew And figs grew upon thorn, Some moment when the moon was blood, Then, surely, I was born. With monstrous head and sickening bray And ears like errant wings – The devil’s walking parody Of all four-footed things: The battered outlaw of the earth Of ancient crooked will; … Continue reading “G K Chesterton”

The Donkey

When forests walked and fishes flew
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood,
Then, surely, I was born.

With monstrous head and sickening bray
And ears like errant wings –
The devil’s walking parody
Of all four-footed things:

The battered outlaw of the earth
Of ancient crooked will;
Scourge, beat, deride me – I am dumb –
I keep my secret still.

Fools! For I also had my hour –
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout around my head
And palms about my feet.

C of E

The great strength of the Church of England is that it allows its followers to believe almost anything. But of course hardly any of them do

The great strength of the Church of England is that it allows its followers to believe almost anything. But of course hardly any of them do

Winston Churchill

(of Clement Atlee) A modest little man with a lot to be modest about A sheep in sheeps’ clothing. (attributed) An empty taxi arrived at Downing Street, and when the door opened Attlee got out

(of Clement Atlee)

A modest little man with a lot to be modest about

A sheep in sheeps’ clothing.

(attributed)

An empty taxi arrived at Downing Street, and when the door opened Attlee got out

Malcolm Muggeridge

Animistic savages prostrating themselves before a painted stone have always seemed to me to be nearer the truth than any Einstein or Bertrand Russell.

Animistic savages prostrating themselves before a painted stone have always seemed to me to be nearer the truth than any Einstein or Bertrand Russell.

Royal Navy Toasts

Sunday …………… Absent friends. Monday ……………Our ships at sea. Tuesday …………..Our men. Wednesday ………Ourselves (as no one else is likely to concern themselves with our welfare). Thursday ………….A bloody war or a sickly season. Friday ………………A willing foe and sea-room. Saturday …………. Sweethearts and wives (may they never meet).

Sunday …………… Absent friends.
Monday ……………Our ships at sea.
Tuesday …………..Our men.
Wednesday ………Ourselves (as no one else is likely to concern themselves with our welfare).
Thursday ………….A bloody war or a sickly season.
Friday ………………A willing foe and sea-room.
Saturday …………. Sweethearts and wives (may they never meet).

Stevie Smith

Not Waving but Drowning Nobody heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning: I was much further out than you thought And not waving but drowning. Poor chap, he always loved larking And now he’s dead It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way, They said. Oh, no no … Continue reading “Stevie Smith”

Not Waving but Drowning

Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.

Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he’s dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
They said.

Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
(Still the dead one lay moaning)
I was much too far out all my life
And not waving but drowning.

John Ruskin

Say all you have to say in the fewest possible words, or your reader will be sure to skip them; and in the plainest possible words or he will certainly misunderstand them.

Say all you have to say in the fewest possible words, or your reader will be sure to skip them; and in the plainest possible words or he will certainly misunderstand them.