Proverbially Speaking

[DorisInsinuate]

I'm really enjoying the proverb "Carpe diem" at the moment. Thanks to some bad translation I've read it as "Don't waste time", which I'm finding a really helpful thing to keep reminding myself of.

Anyone else got some poor words of wisdom?

[Proper Bo]

piss off and read a book or something

[DorisInsinuate]

Shut it, philistine.

[Gripper]

"Tempus fugit"
"Carpe diem" is "Seize the day"

[Cheese]

piss off and read a book or something

That's an even worse translation...

[DorisInsinuate]

"Carpe diem" is "Seize the day"
Shut it, philistine.

[Guillaume]

Anyone else got some poor words of wisdom?
He who goes to bed with an itchy ass wakes up with a stinky finger.

:unsure:

[Proper Bo]

piss off and read a book or something
That's an even worse translation...

I stand by my translatory skills :snooty:

[Cheese]

Anyone else got some poor words of wisdom? He who goes to bed with an itchy ass wakes up with a stinky finger.

:unsure:

You need to stop sleeping with flea-ridden donkeys...

[DorisInsinuate]

Anyone else got some poor words of wisdom?
He who goes to bed with an itchy ass wakes up with a stinky finger.

:unsure:
Too many words, philistine.

[Gripper]

Carpe Diem

SEIZE THE DAY

TIS ONLY IN THEIR DREAMS THAT MEN TRULY BE FREE,
'TWAS ALWAYS THUS, AND ALWAYS THUS WILL BE. -KEATING.

[Lilmiss]

Thanks to some bad translation I've read it as "Don't waste time"


it means, "Seize the day."


plebs. :snooty:



Edit; damn you gripper.

[Gripper]

Veni, vidi, vici - I came, I saw, I conquered. (Julius Caesar)

[Gripper]

Rome FTW

[Guillaume]

Thanks to some bad translation I've read it as "Don't waste time"


it means, "Seize the day."


plebs. :snooty:
Exactly what gripper pointed out twenty minutes ago.

chronologically-challenged pothead. :snooty:

[Gripper]

Veritas vos liberabit - The truth will set you free

[DorisInsinuate]

Shut it, philistines.

[Gripper]

Sonnets from the Portuguese, XIV

If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say,
"I love her for her smile - her look - her way
Of speaking gently - for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and brings
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day." -
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee - and love, so wrought
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry -
A creature might forget to weep who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou may love on, through love's eternity.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

[Lilmiss]

Exactly what gripper pointed out twenty minutes ago.



hush now :snooty:
i'm multi-tasking atm

[Guillaume]

Yeah, like your ancient puter can even do that. :P

[enoughfakefiles]

Yeah, like your ancient puter can even do that. :P

I think she means washing and ironing.:lol:

[Gripper]

Exactly what gripper pointed out twenty minutes ago.



hush now :snooty:
i'm multi-tasking atm
Rolling joint
Making coffee
Watching "Bourne identity"
Listening to Dropkick Murphyspretty fly for a jedi - offspring
Posting on FST


am I close?

[Lilmiss]

preparing meself for Lost.
so don't tell me what's gonna happen. :fist:



and, i don't wash or iron, tanksyou muchly. :snooty: :ermm:

[Lilmiss]

too close gripper.

get out my shire. :fist:

[Proper Bo]

preparing meself for Lost.
so don't tell me what's gonna happen. :fist:



and, i don't wash or iron, tanksyou muchly. :snooty: :ermm:


the bit where he shoots him is great:P


And we know you don't wash :snooty:

[Guillaume]

and, i don't wash or iron, tanksyou muchly. :snooty: :ermm:
Do not or can not? :tease:

[Gripper]

For Lilmiss


Lay your sleeping head, my love

Lay your sleeping head, my love,
Human on my faithless arm;
Time and fevers burn away
Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral:
But in my arms till break of day
Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.

Soul and body have no bounds:
To lovers as they lie upon
Her tolerant enchanted slope
In thier ordinary swoon,
Grave the vision Venus sends
Of supernatural sympathy,
Universal love and hope;
While an abstract insight wakes
Among the glaciers and the rocks
The hermit's sensual ecstasy.

Certainly, fidelity
On the stroke of midnight pass
Like vibrations of a bell
And fashionable madmen raise
Their pedantic boring cry;
Every farthing of the cost,
All the dreaded cards foretell,
Shall be paid, but from this night
Not a whisper, not a thought,
Not a kiss nor look be lost.

Beauty, midnight, vision dies:
Let the winds of dawn that blow
Softly round your dreaming head
Such a day of sweetness show
Eye and knocking heart may bless,
Find the mortal world enough;
Noons of dryness see you fed
By the involuntary powers,
Nights of insult let you pass
Watched by every human love.

W. H. Auden

[Proper Bo]

For Lilmiss


Lay your sleeping head, my love

Lay your sleeping head, my love,
Human on my faithless arm;
Time and fevers burn away
Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral:
But in my arms till break of day
Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.

Soul and body have no bounds:
To lovers as they lie upon
Her tolerant enchanted slope
In thier ordinary swoon,
Grave the vision Venus sends
Of supernatural sympathy,
Universal love and hope;
While an abstract insight wakes
Among the glaciers and the rocks
The hermit's sensual ecstasy.

Certainly, fidelity
On the stroke of midnight pass
Like vibrations of a bell
And fashionable madmen raise
Their pedantic boring cry;
Every farthing of the cost,
All the dreaded cards foretell,
Shall be paid, but from this night
Not a whisper, not a thought,
Not a kiss nor look be lost.

Beauty, midnight, vision dies:
Let the winds of dawn that blow
Softly round your dreaming head
Such a day of sweetness show
Eye and knocking heart may bless,
Find the mortal world enough;
Noons of dryness see you fed
By the involuntary powers,
Nights of insult let you pass
Watched by every human love.

W. H. Auden


ghey

[Lilmiss]

i smell great today
or maybe that's the grass :unsure:

and no, i can't iron.
shake n wear is my motto. :01:

[Gripper]

For Lilmiss


Lay your sleeping head, my love

Lay your sleeping head, my love,
Human on my faithless arm;
Time and fevers burn away
Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral:
But in my arms till break of day
Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.

Soul and body have no bounds:
To lovers as they lie upon
Her tolerant enchanted slope
In thier ordinary swoon,
Grave the vision Venus sends
Of supernatural sympathy,
Universal love and hope;
While an abstract insight wakes
Among the glaciers and the rocks
The hermit's sensual ecstasy.

Certainly, fidelity
On the stroke of midnight pass
Like vibrations of a bell
And fashionable madmen raise
Their pedantic boring cry;
Every farthing of the cost,
All the dreaded cards foretell,
Shall be paid, but from this night
Not a whisper, not a thought,
Not a kiss nor look be lost.

Beauty, midnight, vision dies:
Let the winds of dawn that blow
Softly round your dreaming head
Such a day of sweetness show
Eye and knocking heart may bless,
Find the mortal world enough;
Noons of dryness see you fed
By the involuntary powers,
Nights of insult let you pass
Watched by every human love.

W. H. Auden


ghey


Tetchy:shifty:

[enoughfakefiles]

and no, i can't iron.
shake n wear is my motto. :01:

The real secret is don't put so many clothes in the dryer.FTW:01: