42 Quotes About Lyrical

Here I stand on the brink of war again, a citizen of no place, no time, no country but my own . . . and that a land lapped by no sea but blood, bordered only by the outlines of a face long-loved.

The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea.

Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part"or kiss anyway, let's start with that, with the kissing part,because it's better than the parting part

we not only wish to be pleased, but to be pleased in that particularway in which we have been accustomed to be pleased.

Distance, the dissonance insurmountable,would be not the end,but a magnet.When fingertips kiss,they imprint and cement something,that cannot be disintegrated. Time becomes a phantom,the wind becomes an anchor,and old dreams- blankets of warmth.Lull with me, Lady,there is no greater escape.Love and war, even when buttered on toast,still makes for the breakfast of champions.

Sung to the tune of O Christmas TreeO woe is me,O woe is me,I used to have a hamster tree,But it was eaten by a newt,And now I have no cuddly fruit,O woe is me,O woe is me,I used to have a hamster tree!

Half a page --- and the morning is already ancient.

Give me a man, for his sons make courageous soldiers while pretty boys can only decorate the dance.

Not that the war heroes will touch them. Neither to shake hands, nor trace lightly, and never-ever intimately. Touching the unevolved people for pleasure isn’t principled.