Skyrim Console Quotes & Sayings

Meridian


First daylight on the bittersweet-hung
sleeping porch at high summer; dew
all over the lawn, sowing diamond-
point-highlighted shadows;
the hired man's shadow revolving
along the walk, a flash of milkpails
passing; no threat in sight, no hint
anywhere in the universe, of that

apathy at the meridian, the noon
of absolute boredom; flies
crooning black lullabies in the kitchen,
milk-soured crocks, cream separator
still unwashed; what is there to life
but chores and more chores, dishwater,
fatigue, unwanted children; nothing
to stir the longueur of afternoon

except possibly thunderheads;
climbing, livid, turreted alabaster
lit up from within by splendor and terror
-- forded lightening's
split-second disaster. — Amy Clampitt

You can pull a little red wagon to a stream, but you cannot teach it to swim in it. — R.K. Cowles

The Sufi must be able to alternate his thought between the relative and the Absolute, the approximate and the Real. — Idries Shah

I'm hoping you end up happily married to the man of your dreams and have a hoard of beautiful kids that'll keep you on your toes by turning your neighbours into various types of pond-life." He then shot her his signature grin. "But if it happens to be me, then I wouldn't say no."
(Karl to Elena in The Witching Pen) — Dianna Hardy

The clear problem of the outlawing of insult is that too many things can be interpreted as such. Criticism, ridicule, sarcasm, merely stating an alternative point of view to the orthodoxy, can be interpreted as insult. — Rowan Atkinson

But by showing us live coverage of every bad thing happening everywhere in the world, cable news makes life seem like it's just an endless string of disasters - when, for most people in most places today, life is fairly good. — Gregg Easterbrook

The easiest time to cure an illness is before it is accepted as a part of the self-image. — Jane Roberts

As long as possible live free and uncommitted. It makes but little difference whether you are committed to a farm or the county jail. — Henry David Thoreau