Monthly Archives: April 2014

Cantos XVII, XVIII, XIX, and XX

“LO! the fell monster with the deadly sting!
Who passes mountains, breaks through fenced walls
And firm embattled spears, and with his filth
Taints all the world!”  Thus me my guide address’d,
And beckon’d him, that he should come to shore,
Near to the stony causeway’s utmost edge.

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Cantos IVX, XV, XVI

SOON as the charity of native land
Wrought in my bosom, I the scatter’d leaves
Collected, and to him restor’d, who now
Was hoarse with utt’rance.  To the limit thence
We came, which from the third the second round
Divides, and where of justice is display’d
Contrivance horrible.  Things then first seen
Clearlier to manifest, I tell how next
A plain we reach’d, that from its sterile bed
Each plant repell’d. The mournful wood waves round
Its garland on all sides, as round the wood
Spreads the sad foss.  There, on the very edge,
Our steps we stay’d.  It was an area wide
Of arid sand and thick, resembling most
The soil that erst by Cato’s foot was trod.

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Some People Need to Burn.

-Still my most played song.

“If you end up with a boring miserable life because you listened to your mom, your dad, your teacher, your priest, or some guy on television telling you how to do your shit, then you deserve it.” ― Frank Zappa

“To each there comes in their lifetime a special moment when they are figuratively tapped on the shoulder and offered the chance to do a very special thing, unique to them and fitted to their talents. What a tragedy if that moment finds them unprepared or unqualified for that which could have been their finest hour.” ― Winston Churchill

Every ceiling, when reached, becomes a floor, upon which one walks as a matter of course and prescriptive right. –Aldous Huxley

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