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 - Sonnets, Poems - Quotes, Famous Quotations
Let
me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments: love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken. Sonnet 116
Love's
not Time's fool. Sonnet 116
Love
alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Sonnet 116
What
potions have I drunk of Siren tears,
Distilled from limbecks foul as hell within. Sonnet 119
The
expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action: and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;
Enjoyed no sooner but despised straight. Sonnet 129
My
mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red, than her lips red:
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. Sonnet 130
And
yet by heaven, I think my love as rare,
As any she belied with false compare. Sonnet 130
When
my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her though I know she lies. Sonnet
138
So
shall thou feed on Death, that feeds on men,
And Death once dead, there's no more dying then. Sonnet 146
Past
cure I am, now Reason is past care,
And frantic-mad with evermore unrest;
My thoughts and my discourse as madmen's are,
At random from the truth vainly expressed;
For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
Who art as black as hell, as dark as night. Sonnet 147
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