"You can tear at my walls but never bring them down.....weathered by life, grey and old, but still standing strong. It would be easier if you just opened the door and walked in than stand outside and look through my windows." ---Me
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
~Pink Floyd, "Wish You Were Here"
favorite movie quote:
"You aren't too bright. I like that in a man."
~Kathleen Turner in "Body Heat"
favorite TV quote:
"Last night you were unhinged. You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me...Do it again."
~Morticia Addams, "The Addams Family"
favorite literary quote:
I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music. It seems to infuse strength into my limbs and ideas into my brain. Life seems to go on without effort, when I am filled with music.
~George Eliot
"better to beg forgiveness than ask permission"
-(various ppl in my marching band at one time or another, including my director...)
"not like i wanna get married, i never asked you to kiss me, i just dont want you to be sorry you didnt try..."
-Chris thile (nickel creek) from the song "young"
"only the curious have something to find"
-sean watkins (nickel creek) from the song "this side"
"never mind your worries, never mind your fears, they can only take you far from Me"
-Third Day (from a song...not sure what its called)
[quote=MusicAngel] "better to beg forgiveness than ask permission"
Hey! That line was in Disney's 'The Hunchback of NotreDam' It was said by one of the gargoyles to Quasi.
yeah, I watch a lot of cartoons. :)
"There are three types of jobs--
..The job that puts you through school.
..The job that you went to school for.
..and the job that school never told you about." - Bran-O-Rama
Song lyric by "Bright Eyes"...I see life differently now, but this made all too much sense not too long ago before I found hope, and I still think it's beautiful:
Here's a scale. Weigh it out and you will find, easily,
more than sufficient doubt that these colors you see
were picked in advance
by some careful hand
with an absolute concept of beauty.
They are smeared and these blurs come in random order
to color the eyes of your former lovers.
Hers were green like July
except when she cried
they were red.
Now I know a disease that these Doctors can't treat.
You contract it the day you accept all you see
is a mirror
and a mirror is all it can be.
A reflection of something we're missing.
And language just happened, it was never planned,
and it's inadequate to describe where I am
in the room of my house
where the light has never been
waiting for this day to end.
And these clocks keep unwinding and completely ignore
everything that we hate or adore.
Once the page of a calendar is turned it's no more.
So tell me then, what was it for?
Oh tell me, what was it for?
