[5478] in Central_America
New quotes for Sun Jun 12
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Central America)
Sun Jun 12 03:05:22 1994
Date: Sun, 12 Jun 1994 03:04:32 -0400
From: Central America <root@charon.MIT.EDU>
To: ca-mtg@charon.MIT.EDU
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cfields (Craig Fields):
For me, anything is possible. I am omniscient and omnipotent, extremely
vain and, what is more, I come in a handy self-carrying package.
-- Mostly Harmless
Douglas Adams
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ddaniel (grebmorB leinaD):
Mon - Fri 9-5 generally in lab and telnetted to Athena.
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dpeisach (Daniel Peisach):
For more information, finger
peisach@auriga.rose.brandeis.edu
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A stone's throw from Jerusalem
I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight.
And though a million stars were shining
My heart was lost on a distant planet
That whirls around the April moon
Whirling in an arc of sadness.
I'm lost without you. I'm lost without you.
Though all my kingdoms turn to sand
And fall into the sea,
I'm mad about you. I'm mad about you.
And from dark secluded valleys
I heard the ancient songs of sadness.
But every step I thought of you.
Every footstep only you,
And every star a grain of sand
The leavings of a dried up ocean.
Tell me, how much longer? How much longer?
They say a city in the desert lies,
The vanity of an ancient king.
But the city lies in broken pieces
Where the wind howls and the vultures sing.
These are the works of man.
This is the sum of our ambition.
It would make a prison of my life
If you became another's wife.
With every prison blown to dust
My enemies walk free.
I'm mad about you. I'm mad about you.
And I have never in my life
Felt more alone than I do now.
Although I claim dominions over all I see
It means nothing to me.
There are no victories
In all our histories, without love.
A stone's throw from Jerusalem
I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight.
And though a million stars were shining
My heart was lost on a distant planet
That whirls around the April moon
Whirling in an arc of sadness.
I'm lost without you. I'm lost without you.
And though you hold the keys to ruin
Of everything I see.
With every prison blown to dust,
My enemies walk free.
Though all my kingdoms turn to sand
And fall into the sea.
I'm mad about you. I'm mad about you.
-Sting
The Soul Cages Album
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harrison (Heather A Harrison):
Some of us fall by the wayside
And some of us soar to the stars
And some of us sail through our troubles
And some have to live with the scars
-Tim Rice
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therese (Therese):
K{{nn|s er{{n amerikkalaisen koulupojan (ik{ 9 v.) aineesta nimelt{{n:
MIKSI AION TULLA ISONA?
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Haluan tulla lent{j{ksi, kun olen kasvanut isoksi---koska se on
hauskaa hommaa ja helppoa. Sen takia on nykyisin niin paljon lent{ji{.
Lent{jien ei tarvitse k{yd{ paljon koulua, heid{n on vain opittava
lukemaan numeroita, jotta he osaisivat lukea mittareita. Luulen, ett{
heid{n pit{{ osata lukea my|s karttoja, niin ett{ he l|yt{v{t perille
jos ovat eksyksiss{.
Lent{jien on oltava rohkeita, niin etteiv{t he pel{sty, jos on
sumuista niin ettei voi n{hd{ tai jos siipi tai moottori putoaa pois,
heid{n on pysytt{v{ rauhallisina, jotta he tiet{isiv{t mit{ pit{{
tehd{.
Lent{jill{ pit{{ olla hyv{t silm{t, niin ett{ he n{kev{t pilvien l{pi,
eiv{tk{ he saa pel{t{ salamoita tai ukkosta, koska he ovat l{hemp{n{
niit{ kuin me.
Min{ pid{n my|s siit{ palkasta, jota lent{j{t saavat. He saavat
enemm{n rahaa kuin ehtiv{t kuluttaa. Se johtuu siit{, ett{ useimmat
ihmiset pit{v{t lent{mist{ vaarallisena, paitsi lent{j{t, jotka
tiet{v{t kuinka helppoa se on.
Ei siin{ ole paljon sellaista, mist{ en pit{isi, paitsi se, ett{ tyt|t
pit{v{t lent{jist{ ja kaikki lentoem{nn{t haluaisivat menn{ naimisiin
lent{jienkanssa, niin ett{ heid{n on aina ajettava ne pois jotteiv{t
ne olisi h{iri|ksi. Toivottavasti en tule ilmasairaaksi. Jos tulen
ilmasairaaksi ei minusta voi tulla lent{j{{ ja sitten minun pit{{
menn{ t|ihin.
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