All The Skies Of All The Worlds

"When you run with the Doctor, it feels like it'll never end. But however hard you try you can't run forever. Everybody knows that everybody dies and nobody knows it like the Doctor. But I do think that all the skies of all the worlds might just turn dark if he ever for one moment, accepts it. Everybody knows that everybody dies. But not every day. Not today. Some days are special. Some days are so, so blessed. Somedays nobody dies at all. Now and then, and once in a very long while, every day in a million days, when the wind stands fair and the Doctor comes to call... everybody lives." - Professor River Song, on Doctor Who.

07:11 - 2008-Jun-12 - comments {17} - post comment

The Key

There may be some among you readers who have never heard of Farscape. To you I say, forshame, and also...

John Crichton is an astronaut who, when testing a new theory for faster interstellar travel, was sucked through a wormhole in to a distant part of the universe. Upon arrival he is taken aboard Moya, a living starship, and finds new friends among the prisoners aboard. Forced to escape the menacing Peacekeepers, Crichton is thrown in to a universe of adventures, and on his voyage he discovers love, and the power to keep struggling.



Shut up and listen to me. Scorpius is here. Looking for the key to what's inside my head. The neural chip, Aurora chair, threatening Earth, none of it works, because he does not understand me. You are the key. My achilles. You. If he figures that out... The world and all that's in it is nothing. He will use you and the baby, and I will not be able to stop him.

11:44 - 2008-Jan-11 - comments {20} - post comment

Needs Of The One

Time to let my geekiness out for a walk.

Here are two quotes, very famous quotes, known to all true geeks and nerds. The first one is Spock's display of Vulcan logic. The second is Kirk's take on the same matter, offered as an explanation as to why he would sacrifice his entire career along with the Enterprise to save one life.

"The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. Or the one."


"Because the needs of the one... outweigh the needs of the many."


08:59 - 2007-Dec-30 - comments {27} - post comment

If

This week's quote is not so much a quote as it is an entire poem. It is my favorite poem, to be exact. It is Rudyard Kipling's If.


If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

07:14 - 2007-Nov-26 - comments {6} - post comment

Paragon Of Animals

This week's quote comes from a rather unknown poet/playwrite, who dabbled with philosophical questions and wrote a few good monologues.

His name was William Shakespeare, and this is from some obscure little play about a manic depressive prince.


"What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! How infinite in faculty! In form, in moving, how express and admirable! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though, by your smiling, you seem to say so." - Hamlet

12:43 - 2007-Nov-20 - comments {43} - post comment




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