Month: July 2006

Charles Causley

I Am the Song I am the song that sings the bird. I am the leaf that grows the land. I am the tide that moves the moon. I am the stream that halts the sand. I am the cloud that drives the storm. I am the earth that lights the sun. I am the fire that strikes the stone. I am the clay that shapes the hand. I am the word that speaks the man.…

Mark Twain

Persons attempting to find a motive in this narrative will be prosecuted; persons attempting to find a moral in it will be banished; persons attempting to find a plot in it will be shot. BY ORDER OF THE AUTHOR. warning at the front of “Adventures of Huckleberry Finn”…

G K Chesterton

Shall I tell you the secret of the whole world? It is that we have only known the back of the world. We see everything from behind, and it looks brutal. That is not a tree, but the back of a tree. That is not a cloud, but the back of a cloud. Cannot you see that everything is stooping and hiding a face? If we could only get round in front.…

Bruce Cockburn

Mystery You can’t tell me there is no mystery Mystery Mystery You can’t tell me there is no mystery It’s everywhere I turn Moon over junk yard where the snow lies bright Snow lies bright Snow lies bright Moon over junk yard where the snow lies bright Can set my heart to burn Stood before the shaman, I saw star-strewn space Star-strewn space Star-strewn space Stood before the shaman, I saw star strewn space Behind the eye holes in his face Infinity always gives me vertigo Vertigo Vertigo Infinity always gives me vertigo And fills me up with grace I was built on a Friday and you can’t fix me You can’t fix me You can’t fix me I was built on a Friday and you can’t fix me Even so I’ve done okay So grab that last bottle full of gasoline Gasoline Gasoline Grab that last bottle full of gasoline Light a toast to yesterday And don’t tell me there is no mystery Mystery Mystery And don’t tell me there is no mystery It overflows my cup This feast of beauty can intoxicate Intoxicate Intoxicate This feast of beauty can intoxicate Just like the finest wine So all you stumblers who believe love rules Believe love rules Believe love rules Come all you stumblers who believe love rules Stand up and let it shine Stand up and let it shine…

Malcolm Muggeridge

I wonder whether, in the history of all the civilisations that have ever been, a more insanely optimistic notion has ever been entertained than that you and I, mortal, puny creatures, may yet aspire, with God’s grace and Christ’s help, to be reborn into what St Paul calls the glorious liberty of the children of God. Or if there was ever a more abysmally pessimistic one than that we, who reach out with our minds and our aspirations to the stars and beyond, should be able so to arrange our lives, so to eat and drink and fornicate and learn and frolic, that our brief span in this world fulfils all our hopes and desires.…

John Masefield

Beauty I have seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain: I have seen the lady April bringing the daffodils, Bringing the springing grass and the soft warm April rain. I have heard the song of the blossoms and the old chant of the sea, And seen strange lands from under the arched white sails of ships; But the loveliest thing of beauty God ever has shown to me, Are her voice, and her hair, and eyes, and the dear red curve of her lips.…

Bruce Cockburn

Joy Will Find A Way (A Song About Dying) Make me a bed of fond memories Make me to lie down with a smile Everything that rises afterward falls But all that dies has first to live. As longing becomes love As night turns to day Everything changes Joy will find a way…

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