Wiseblood's profileMember since: 18 February 2004
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10/5/1999 - 5/19/2004
"What can be said? for words are thorns to grief."
~ Charles Algernon Swinburne
8/8/1989 - 10/21/2005
"Tricky the cat / he's just like that / what you gonna do with a cat like that?"
Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass. ~ Anton Chekhov
Every day takes figuring out all over again how to fucking live.
~ Calamity Jane, 'Tell Your God to Ready for Blood,' Deadwood, S3
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not. ~ Dr. Seuss
Imagine a world in which generations of human beings come to believe that certain films were made by God, or that specific software was coded by Him. Imagine a future in which millions of our descendants murder each other over rival interpretations of Star Wars or Windows 98. Could anything -- anything -- be more ridiculous? And yet, this would be no more ridiculous than the world we are living in. ~ Sam Harris
Fortune presents gifts not according to the book /
When you expect whistles, it's flutes /
When you expect flutes, it's whistles...
~ Dead Can Dance, "Fortune Presents Gifts Not According To The Book,", Aion
Well, you're going nowhere when you ride on the carousel /
And maybe you're strong, but what's the good of ringing a bell? /
The switchback will make you crazy - beware of the bearded lady /
Oh, let me take my chances on the Wall Of Death
Let me ride on the Wall Of Death one more time /
Oh, let me ride on the Wall Of Death one more time /
You can waste your time on the other rides /
This is the nearest to being alive /
Oh, let me take my chances on the Wall Of Death
~ Richard Thompson, "The Wall of Death," Shoot Out the Lights
To put the world in order, we must first put the nation in order; to put the nation in order, we must put the family in order; to put the family in order, we must cultivate our personal life; and to cultivate our personal life, we must first set our hearts right. ~ Confucius
Oh, where are you now /
pussy willow that smiled on this leaf? /
When I was alone /
you promised the stone from your heart /
my head kissed the ground /
I was half the way down, treading the sand /
please, please, lift a hand /
I'm only a person whose arm bands beats
on his hands, hang tall /
won't you miss me? /
Wouldn't you miss me at all?
~ Roger Keith "Syd" Barrett, "Dark Globe," The Madcap Laughs (R.I.P. 1/6/1946 - 7/7/2006)
Q: So, why do you write these strong women characters?
A: Because equality is not a concept. It's not something we should be striving for. It's a necessity. Equality is like gravity: we need it to stand on this earth as men and women, and misogyny, that is in every culture, is not a true part of the human condition. It is life out of balance, and that imbalance is sucking something out of the soul of every man and woman who is confronted with it. We need equality -- kinda now.
~ Joss Whedon, from his speech at Equality Now benefit, "On the Road to Equality: Honoring Men on the Front Lines," New York City, NY, 5/15/ 2006
The Meaning of Life: Try and be nice to people, avoid eating fat, read a good book every now and then, get some walking in, and try and live together in peace and harmony with people of all creeds and nations. ~ Monty Python, from "The Meaning of Life"
Lord, here comes the flood /
we'll say goodbye to flesh and blood /
If again the seas are silent, in any still alive /
it'll be those who gave their islands to survive /
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry...
~ Peter Gabriel, "Here Comes the Flood," Peter Gabriel (raindrop car-windshield cover)
Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes, and forgot.
~ Dream, in Sandman #19: "A Midsummer Night's Dream"
The world is like a ride at an amusement park. And when you choose to go on it, you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly colored and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question: Is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, 'Hey – don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride...' And we ... kill those people. Ha ha, 'Shut him up. We have a lot invested in this ride. Shut him up. Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account and my family. This just has to be real.' It's just a ride. But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok.... But it doesn't matter, because -- it's just a ride. And we can change it any time we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your door, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one. Take all that money that we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.
~ Bill Hicks
Those things of real worth in life are worth going to any length in love and respect to safeguard.
~ Julia Butterfly Hill
Finding meaning in contemporary life means avoiding the trap of cynicism as well as the prison of simple belief. Amidst mass confusion, the soul winds its ancient, wily way to meaning and purpose.
~ Michael Meade
Illyria: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief?
Wesley: There's love. There's hope for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy -- that your life will lead you to some joy -- that after everything, you can still be surprised.
~ 'Shells,' Angel, S5
The people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do.
~ Steve Jobs
When there is an original sound in the world, it makes a hundred echoes.
~ John Shedd
The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are stronger at the broken places. ~ Ernest Hemingway
As soon as you learn to trust yourself, you will know how to live. ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
You are not serving me, you're serving something else /
'Cause I don't need to be pleased, just get over yourself /
You can't suck up to me, I know you all too well /
But I don't dwell upon you, so get over yourself /
'Cause you're not praying to me, you're praying to yourself /
And you're not worshipping me, you're worshipping yourself /
And you will kill in my name and heaven knows what else /
When you can't prove I exist, so get over yourself.
~ Todd Rundgren, "God Said," Liars
River: They weren't cows inside. They were waiting to be, but they forgot.
Now they see the sky and they remember what they are.
Mal: Is it bad that what she said made perfect sense to me?
~ 'Safe,' Firefly, S1
Ring the bells that still can ring /
forget your perfect offering /
There is a crack, a crack in everything /
that's how the light gets in.
~ Leonard Cohen, "Anthem," The Future
And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music. ~ Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche
If there is no great glorious end to all this — if nothing we do matters — then all that matters is what we do. ’Cause that’s all there is. What we do, now, today.
~ Angel, 'Epiphany,' Angel, S2
Now, I can hold a note for a long time — actually, I can hold a note forever. But eventually, that's just noise. It's the change we're listening for: The note coming after, and the one after that. That's what makes it music.
~ Lorne (The Host), 'Happy Anniversary,' Angel, S2
Apathy is the velvet glove into which evil slips its hand. ~ Bodie Theone
If you're squeamish, don't prod the beach rubble. ~ Sappho
From the darkness inside you / comes the light that will guide you
~ Robyn Hitchcock, "Full Moon In My Soul," Spooked
WAR IS STUPID CRAZY
People believe, thought Shadow. It's what people do. They believe. And then they will not take responsibility for their beliefs; they conjure things, and do not trust the conjurations. People populate the darkness; with ghosts, with gods, with electrons, with tales. People imagine, and people believe: and it is that belief, that rock-solid belief, that makes things happen.
~ Neil Gaiman, American Gods
There is nothing on earth so curious for beauty, or so absorbant of it, as a soul. ~ Wassily Kandinsky
THE VAMPIRE by Charles Baudelaire, a little of which was quoted by Angel in the S1 episode "She":
Thou who abruptly as a knife
Didst come into my heart; thou who,
A demon horde into my life,
Didst enter, wildly dancing, through
The doorways of my sense unlatched
To make my spirit thy domain —
Harlot to whom I am attached
As convicts to the ball and chain,
As gamblers to the wheel's bright spell,
As drunkards to their raging thirst,
As corpses to their worms — accurst
Be thou! Oh, be thou damned to hell!
I have entreated the swift sword
To strike, that I at once be freed;
The poisoned phial I have implored
To plot with me a ruthless deed.
Alas! the phial and the blade
Do cry aloud and laugh at me:
"Thou art not worthy of our aid;
Thou art not worthy to be free.
"Though one of us should be the tool
To save thee from thy wretched fate,
Thy kisses would resuscitate
The body of thy vampire, fool!"
— trans. George Dillon, Flowers of Evil (NY: Harper and Brothers, 1936)
Another poem, this one by Theodore Roethke, that's always reminded me of Angel himself:
IN A DARK TIME
In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
I hear my echo in the echoing wood --
A lord of nature weeping to a tree.
I live between the heron and the wren,
Beasts of the field and serpents of the den.
What's madness but nobility of soul
At odds with circumstance? The day's on fire!
I know the purity of pure despair,
My shadow pinned against a sweating wall.
That place among the rocks -- is it a cave,
Or winding path? The edge is what I have.
A steady storm of correspondences!
A night flowing with birds, a ragged moon,
And in broad day the midnight come again!
A man goes far to find out what he is --
Death of the self is a long, tearless night,
All natural shapes blazing unnatural light.
Dark, dark my light, and darker my desire.
My soul, like some heat-maddened summer fly,
Keeps buzzing at the sill. Which I is I?
A fallen man, I climb out of my fear.
The mind enters itself, and God the mind,
And one is One, free in the tearing wind.
THE SECOND COMING by W. B.Yeats, which was alluded to throughout S4 Angel's major plotline and referenced in several of its episode titles:
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all convictions, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?