July 22
2003
- One can no more prevent the mind from returning to an idea than the sea from returning to a shore. In the case of the sailor, this is called a tide; in the case of the guilty, it is called remorse. ~ Les Miserables by Victor Hugo
- selected by Nanobug
2004
- What a folly to dread the thought of throwing away life at once, and yet have no regard to throwing it away by parcels and piecemeal. ~ John Howe
- selected by Kalki
2005
- Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
~ Emma Lazarus, "The New Colossus" (born 22 July 1849)- proposed by Kalki
2006
- We thought we were done with these things but we were wrong.
We thought, because we had power, we had wisdom.
We thought the long train would run to the end of Time.
We thought the light would increase.
Now the long train stands derailed and the bandits loot it.
Now the boar and the asp have power in our time.
Now the night rolls back on the West and the night is solid.
Our fathers and ourselves sowed dragon's teeth.
Our children know and suffer the armed men.
~ Stephen Vincent Benét ~ (born 22 July 1898)- proposed by Kalki
2007
- Life is not lost by dying! Life is lost
Minute by minute, day by dragging day,
In all the thousand, small, uncaring ways,
The smooth appeasing compromises of time,
Which are King Herod and King Herod's men,
Always and always. Life can be
Lost without vision but not lost by death,
Lost by not caring, willing, going on
Beyond the ragged edge of fortitude
To something more — something no man has ever seen.
~ Stephen Vincent Benét ~- proposed by Kalki
2008
- Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles.
~ Emma Lazarus ~- proposed by Kalki
2009
- There was sadness in being a man, but it was a proud thing too. And he showed what the pride of it was till you couldn't help feeling it. Yes, even in hell, if a man was a man, you'd know it. And he wasn't pleading for any one person any more, though his voice rang like an organ. He was telling the story and the failures and the endless journey of mankind. They got tricked and trapped and bamboozled, but it was a great journey. And no demon that was ever foaled could know the inwardness of it — it took a man to do that. ... His voice could search the heart, and that was his gift and his strength. And to one, his voice was like the forest and its secrecy, and to another like the sea and the storms of the sea; and one heard the cry of his lost nation in it, and another saw a little harmless scene he hadn't remembered for years. But each saw something. And when Dan'l Webster finished he didn't know whether or not he'd saved Jabez Stone. But he knew he'd done a miracle. For the glitter was gone from the eyes of the judge and jury, and, for the moment, they were men again, and knew they were men. ~ Stephen Vincent Benét
- proposed by Kalki
2010
Suggestions
Do not disturb my circles! ~ Archimedes to Roman soldier, in honor of Pi Approximation Day.- 3 ~ MosheZadka (Talk) 09:42, 25 Jun 2005 (UTC)
- 3 Kalki 00:15, 22 July 2008 (UTC)
* 2 Kalki 22:12, 20 July 2005 (UTC)I would like to use this eventually, and as there are few other dates with any clear relation, I'm willing to settle with this. - 2. Since the quote would need an explanation of context, it doesn't really work well for QOTD. - InvisibleSun 22:42, 21 July 2007 (UTC)
- 1 Zarbon 06:34, 24 April 2008 (UTC)
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There was no pain when I awoke,
No pain at all. Rest, like a goad,
Spurred my eyes open — and light broke
Upon them like a million swords:
And she was there. There are no words.
Heaven is for a moment's span.
And ever.
~ Stephen Vincent Benét ~
- 3 Kalki 22:07, 14 July 2009 (UTC)
- 3 Zarbon 18:20, 21 August 2009 (UTC)
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It is better the truth should come little by little. I have learned that, being a priest. Perhaps, in the old days, they ate knowledge too fast.
Nevertheless, we make a beginning. It is not for the metal alone we go to the Dead Places now — there are the books and the writings. They are hard to learn. And the magic tools are broken — but we can look at them and wonder. At least, we make a beginning. And, when I am chief priest we shall go beyond the great river. We shall go to the Place of the Gods — the place newyork — not one man but a company. We shall look for the images of the gods and find the god ASHING and the others — the gods Lincoln and Biltmore and Moses. But they were men who built the city, not gods or demons. They were men. I remember the dead man's face. They were men who were here before us. We must build again. ~ Stephen Vincent Benét
- 3 Kalki 22:07, 14 July 2009 (UTC)
- 1 Zarbon 18:20, 21 August 2009 (UTC)
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He was talking about the things that make a country a country, and a man a man. And he began with the simple things that everybody's known and felt — the freshness of a fine morning when you're young, and the taste of food when you're hungry, and the new day that's every day when you're a child. He took them up and he turned them in his hands. They were good things for any man. But without freedom, they sickened. ~ Stephen Vincent Benét
- 3 Kalki 22:07, 14 July 2009 (UTC) with a strong lean toward 4.
- 2 Zarbon 18:20, 21 August 2009 (UTC)
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