# September 19

Quotes of the day from previous years:

## 2004

    A saint is someone who has achieved a remote human possibility. It is impossible to say what that possibility is. I think it has something to do with the energy of love... Something in him so loves the world that he gives himself to the laws of gravity and chance. Far from flying with the angels, he traces with the fidelity of a seismograph needle the state of the solid bloody landscape. His house is dangerous and finite, but he is at home in the world. He can love the shape of human beings, the fine and twisted shapes of the heart. It is good to have among us such men, such balancing monsters of love. ~ Leonard Cohen

## 2005

    There comes a point when a dream becomes reality and reality becomes a dream. ~ Frances Farmer (born 19 September 1913)
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2006

    His voice rose under the black smoke before the burning wreckage of the island; and infected by that emotion, the other little boys began to shake and sob too. And in the middle of them, with filthy body, matted hair, and unwiped nose, Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man's heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy. ~ William Golding (born 19 September 1911)
   * proposed by InvisibleSun

## 2007

    I think everybody who has a brain should get involved in politics. Working within. Not criticizing it from the outside. Become an active participant, no matter how feeble you think the effort is. ~ Cass Elliot (born 19 September 1941)

## 2008

    Basically I'm an optimist. Intellectually I can see man's balance is about fifty-fifty, and his chances of blowing himself up are about one to one. I can't see this any way but intellectually. I'm just emotionally unable to believe that he will do this. This means that I am by nature an optimist and by intellectual conviction a pessimist, I suppose. ~ William Golding
   * proposed by InvisibleSun

## 2009

    The soul of man is larger than the sky, Deeper than ocean, or the abysmal dark Of the unfathomed center. Like that ark, Which in its sacred hold uplifted high, O'er the drowned hills, the human family, And stock reserved of every living kind, So, in the compass of the single mind, The seeds and pregnant forms in essence lie, That make all worlds. ~ Hartley Coleridge ~
   * proposed by Zarbon

## 2010

    Hard I strove To put away my immortality, Till my collected spirits swell'd my heart Almost to bursting; but the strife is past. It is a fearful thing to be a god, And, like a god, endure a mortal's pain; To be a show for earth and wondering heaven To gaze and shudder at! But I will live, That Jove may know there is a deathless soul Who ne'er will be his subject. Yes, 'tis past. The stedfast Fates confess my absolute will, — Their own co-equal. ~ Hartley Coleridge ~
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2011

    On this hapless earth There's small sincerity of mirth, And laughter oft is but an art To drown the outcry of the heart. ~ Hartley Coleridge ~
   * proposed by Zarbon

## 2012

* One soul was ours, one mind, one heart devoted, That, wisely doating, ask'd not why it doated. And ours the unknown joy, which knowing kills. But now I find how dear thou wert to me; That man is more than half of nature's treasure, Of that fair beauty which no eye can see, Of that sweet music which no ear can measure; And now the streams may sing for other's pleasure, The hills sleep on in their eternity.
* ~ Hartley Coleridge ~
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2013

* Fifteen men on the dead man's chest — Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum! Drink and the devil had done for the rest — Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!
* ~ Robert Louis Stevenson ~
   * proposed by Lyle

## 2014

* I think the unique thing about music and graphic art is as opposed to, say, acting and directing, that if you are good you can always create a place for yourself.
* ~ Cass Elliot ~
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2015

* In 1963 the BBC premiered a show about an alien Who traveled through space and time to combat the powers of evil. … The show has been running in Britain almost fifty years, With many different actors in the role of The Doctor. … One thing is consistent though And this is why the show is so beloved by geeks and nerds — It's all about the triumph of intellect and romance over brute force and cynicism! … And if there is any hope for any of us in this giant explosion in which we inhabit then surely that’s it. Intellect and romance triumph over brute force and cynicism!
* ~ Craig Ferguson ~
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2016

* "Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill! You knew, didn't you?" said the head. For a moment or two the forest and all the other dimly appreciated places echoed with the parody of laughter. "You knew, didn't you? I'm part of you? Close, close, close! I'm the reason why it’s no go? Why things are what they are?"
* ~ William Golding ~
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2017

* Aren't there any grownups at all?
* ~ William Golding ~
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2018

* There is a spell of unresisted power In wonder-working weak simplicity, Because it is not fear'd.
* ~ Hartley Coleridge ~
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2019

* I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men — they are far superior and always have been.
* ~ William Golding ~
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2020

* Who may tell What strange conceits upon the earth were sown And gender'd by the fond garrulity Of your aereal music? Scatter'd notes, Half heard, half fancied by the erring sense Of man, on which they fell like downy seeds Sown by autumnal winds, grew up, and teem'd With plenteous madness.
* ~ Hartley Coleridge ~
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2021

* We need more humanity, more care, more love. There are those who expect a political system to produce that; and others who expect the love to produce the system. My own faith is that the truth of the future lies between the two and we shall behave humanly and a bit humanely, stumbling along, haphazardly generous and gallant, foolishly and meanly wise until the rape of our planet is seen to be the preposterous folly that it is. For we are a marvel of creation.
* ~ William Golding ~
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2022

* There is a motto which has been borne by many of my ancestors — a noble motto, "I serve". Those words were an inspiration to many bygone heirs to the Throne when they made their knightly dedication as they came to manhood. I cannot do quite as they did. But through the inventions of science I can do what was not possible for any of them. I can make my solemn act of dedication with a whole Empire listening. I should like to make that dedication now. It is very simple. I declare before you all that my whole life whether it be long or short shall be devoted to your service and the service of our great imperial family to which we all belong.
* ~ Elizabeth II ~
   * proposed by Kalki; in regard to her scheduled funeral.

## 2023

* The man who tells the tale if he has a tale worth telling will know exactly what he is about and this business of the artist as a sort of starry-eyed inspired creature, dancing along, with his feet two or three feet above the surface of the earth, not really knowing what sort of prints he's leaving behind him, is nothing like the truth.
* ~ William Golding ~
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2024

* One of our faults is to believe that evil is somewhere else and inherent in another nation. My book was to say you think that now the war is over and an evil thing destroyed, you are safe because you are naturally kind and decent. But I know why the thing rose in Germany. I know it could it could happen in any country. It could happen here.
* ~ William Golding ~
   * proposed by Kalki

## 2025

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## Suggestions

When Gianne Verscae died it was a real chance for the modelling community to speak out about their pain. When Naomi Campbell was asked how she was effected by the murder she responded "It's been a very horrible thing...for ME. (Sandra Bernhard)
* 5 —The preceding unsigned comment was added by 66.167.242.65 (talk • contribs) 05:07, 14 September 2005 (UTC)
* 1 Kalki 22:46, 18 September 2005 (UTC) No clear correlation with the date, and not a great quote: Bernhard might be deliberately taking a statement out of context and mis-emphasizing it for her comedy routine, as a great thing for HER.
* 1 Zarbon 23:10, 24 April 2008 (UTC)
* 0 N6n 11:44, 8 September 2010 (UTC)
* 1 //Gbern3 (talk) 14:59, 23 August 2013 (UTC)
Life is a hot day, perhaps death is a cool night. Life is a shallow bay, perhaps death is a clear, deep sea. ~ Mika Waltari
* 3 Zarbon 04:56, 9 June 2008 (UTC)
* 3 InvisibleSun 22:02, 18 September 2008 (UTC)
* 1 ♞☤☮♌︎Kalki ⚚⚓︎⊙☳☶⚡ 22:14, 17 September 2014 (UTC) 2 Kalki (talk · contributions) 01:45, 16 September 2011 (UTC) // 3 Kalki 23:41, 18 September 2008 (UTC)
* 2 //Gbern3 (talk) 14:59, 23 August 2013 (UTC)
* Oh, where is man— That mortal god, that hath no mortal kin Or like on earth? Shall Nature's orator— The interpreter of all her mystic strains — Shall he be mute in Nature's jubilee?
* ~ Hartley Coleridge ~
* 3 ♞☤☮♌︎Kalki ⚚⚓︎⊙☳☶⚡ 08:11, 18 September 2018 (UTC)
* Mortal! fear no more,— The reign is past of ancient violence; And Jove hath sworn that time shall not deface, Nor death destroy, nor mutability Perplex the truth of love.
* ~ Hartley Coleridge ~
* 3 ♞☤☮♌︎Kalki ⚚⚓︎⊙☳☶⚡ 08:11, 18 September 2018 (UTC)
* Where'er ye sojourn, and whatever names Ye are or shall be called; fairies, or sylphs, Nymphs of the wood or mountain, flood or field: Live ye in peace, and long may ye be free To follow your good minds.
* ~ Hartley Coleridge ~
* 3 ♞☤☮♌︎Kalki ⚚⚓︎⊙☳☶⚡ 08:11, 18 September 2018 (UTC)
* Now, we are agreed, I and my destinies. The total world, — Above, below, whate'er is seen or known, And all that men, and all that gods enact, Hopes, fears, imaginations, purposes; With joy, and pain, and every pulse that beats In the great body of the universe, I give to the eternal sisterhood, To make my peace withal! And cast this husk, This hated, mangled, and dishonour'd carcase Into the balance; so have I redeem'd My proper birthright, even the changeless mind, The imperishable essence uncontroll'd.
* ~ Hartley Coleridge ~
* 3 ♞☤☮♌︎Kalki ⚚⚓︎⊙☳☶⚡ 08:11, 18 September 2018 (UTC)
* Horsed upon hippogriffs, the hags of night Shall come to visit me; and once an age Some desperate wight, or wizard, gaunt and grey, Shall seek this spot by help of hidden lore, To ask of things forgotten or to come. But who, beholding me, shall dare defy The wrath of Jove? Since vain is wisdom's boast, And impotent the knowledge that o'erleaps The dusky bourne of time. Twere better far That gods should quaff their nectar merrily, And men sing out the day like grasshoppers, So may they haply lull the watchful thunder.
* ~ Hartley Coleridge ~
* 3 ♞☤☮♌︎Kalki ⚚⚓︎⊙☳☶⚡ 08:11, 18 September 2018 (UTC)
* Words may, through the devotion, the skill, the passion, and the luck of writers prove to be the most powerful thing in the world. They may move men to speak to each other because some of those words somewhere express not just what the writer is thinking but what a huge segment of the world is thinking. They may allow man to speak to man, the man in the street to speak to his fellow until a ripple becomes a tide running through every nation — of commonsense, of simple healthy caution, a tide that rulers and negotiators cannot ignore so that nation does truly speak unto nation. Then there is hope that we may learn to be temperate, provident, taking no more from nature's treasury than is our due. It may be by books, stories, poetry, lectures we who have the ear of mankind can move man a little nearer the perilous safety of a warless and provident world. It cannot be done by the mechanical constructs of overt propaganda.
* ~ William Golding ~
* 3 ♞☤☮♌︎Kalki ⚚⚓︎⊙☳☶⚡ 23:58, 18 September 2019 (UTC) with a strong lean toward 4.
* Before the Second World War I believed in the perfectibility of social man; that a correct structure of society would produce goodwill; and that therefore you could remove all social ills by a reorganisation of society. .... but after the war I did not because I was unable to. I had discovered what one man could do to another... I must say that anyone who moved through those years without understanding that man produces evil as a bee produces honey, must have been blind or wrong in the head... I am thinking of the vileness beyond all words that went on, year after year, in the totalitarian states. It is bad enough to say that so many Jews were exterminated in this way and that, so many people liquidated — lovely, elegant word — but there were things done during that period from which I still have to avert my mind less I should be physically sick. They were not done by the headhunters of New Guinea or by some primitive tribe in the Amazon. They were done, skillfully, coldly, by educated men, doctors, lawyers, by men with a tradition of civilization behind them, to beings of their own kind.
* ~ William Golding ~
* 3 ♞☤☮♌︎Kalki ⚚⚓︎⊙☳☶⚡ 23:58, 18 September 2019 (UTC)
* We question free will, doubt it, dismiss it, experience it. We declare our own triviality on a small speck of dirt circling a small star at the rim of one countless galaxies and ignore the heroic insolence of the declaration. We have diminished the world of God and man in a universe ablaze with all the glories that contradict that diminution. Of man and God. We have come to it, have we not? I believe in God; and you may think to yourselves — here is a man who has left a procession and gone off by himself only to end with another gasfilled image he towns round with him at the end of the rope. You would be right of course. I suffer those varying levels or intensities of belief which are, it seems, the human condition. Despite the letters I still get from people who believe me to be still alive and who are deceived by the air of confident authority that seems to stand behind that first book, Lord of the Flies, nevertheless like everyone else I have had to rely on memories of moments, bet on what once seemed a certainty but may now be an outsider, remember in faith what I cannot recreate.
* ~ William Golding ~
* 3 ♞☤☮♌︎Kalki ⚚⚓︎⊙☳☶⚡ 23:58, 18 September 2019 (UTC)
* I don’t like the word "allegorical", I don’t like the word "symbolic", the word I really like is "mythic" and people always think that means "full of lies" when what it really means is full of a truth that cannot be told in any other way but a story.
* ~ William Golding ~
* 3 ♞☤☮♌︎Kalki ⚚⚓︎⊙☳☶⚡ 23:58, 18 September 2019 (UTC) with a strong lean toward 4.