After all my erstwhile dear,
My no longer cherished,
Need we say it was not love,
Just because it perished?
-- Edna St. Vincent Millay
My no longer cherished,
Need we say it was not love,
Just because it perished?
-- Edna St. Vincent Millay
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- After all my erstwhile dear,
My no longer cherished,
Need we say it was not love, Just because it perished... - Tis not love's going hurts my days, but that it went in little ways.
Edna St. Vincent... - My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But, ah, my foes, and oh, my friends -- It gives a... - It is not true that life is one damn thing after another -
it's one damn thing over and over. -- Edna St. Vincent... - It's not true that life is one damn thing after another;
it is one damn thing over and over. -- Edna St. Vincent... - Childhood is the place where nobody dies,
Nobody that matters,
that is. -- Edna St. Vincent... - I want you to MEMORIZE the collected poems of EDNA ST VINCENT MILLAY.
BACKWARDS!! -- Zippy the...
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- Unstable as water, thou shalt not excel.
-- Old Testament
-
Genesis xlix,... - I can see why it would be prohibited to throw most things off the top of the
Empire State Building,
but what's wrong with little bits of cheese? They... - He who laughs last --
missed the punch line... - I supposed it had to happen. It usually does at about this age?
What does? Glands, erupting with hormones. -- Geordi... - It now costs more to amuse a child than it once did
to educate his father...
