Quotes of the Week - May 5, 2008:
"I am so sorry. I had no idea." -- Elizabeth Fritzl, mother
of the girl kept prisoner in a basement in Austria by her father for 24
years.
"Some of the comments that Rev Wright has made offend me, and I understand
why they offend the American people. He does not speak for me. He does
not speak for the American people." -- Barack Obama on his old pastor.
"I am sure I had it. It's why men want to bonk everything that moves
." -- Singer Chris de Burgh explaining how a mid-life crisis made
him want to have sex with his children's nanny.
Hillary Clinton is talking tough. She said if Israel is ever attacked
by Iran, she would obliterate Iran. Although, she does admire the Iranians
for stoning adulterers. -- Chatshow host Jay Leno.
Authors:
Shakespeare - Love's Labour's Lost Quotes, Famous Quotations
Study
is like the heaven's glorious sun,
That will not be deep-searched with saucy looks. Love's Labour's Lost, 1. 1
Small
have continual plodders ever won
Save base authority from others' books.
These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights
That give a name to every fixed star
Have no more profit of their shining nights
Than those that walk and wot not what they are. Love's Labour's Lost, 1. 1
At
Christmas I no more desire a rose
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;
But like of each thing that in season grows. Love's Labour's Lost, 1. 1
Assist
me some extemporal god of rime, for I am sure I shall turn sonneter.
Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio. Love's Labour's Lost, 1. 2
Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye,
Not uttered by base sale of chapmen's tongues. Love's Labour's Lost, 2. 1
Your
wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill tire. Love's Labour's Lost, 2. 1
Warble,
child; make passionate my sense of hearing. Love's Labour's Lost, 3. 1
This
wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy,
This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid;
Regent of love rhymes, lord of folded arms,
The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans,
Liege of all loiterers and malecontents. Love's
Labour's Lost, 3. 1
A
wightly wanton with a velvet brow,
With two pitch balls stuck in her face for eyes;
Ay, and, by heaven, one that will do the deed
Though Argus were her eunuch and her guard:
And I to sigh for her! to watch for her!
To pray for her! Love's
Labour's Lost, 4. 2
Sex
and the City
