The Infamous Quote Game

[Alucard]

Socrates.

Now, if I am right, which I am pretty sure I am, then...

Propaganda must not serve the truth, especially as it might bring out something favorable for the opponent.





Now, once you figure out who that's from, don't hold it against me. It's the first thing I found LOL.

[Envin]

Well, I'll accept Dead Poet's Society, but I was actually after Whitman. Now, let's see...Tony, you inhumane vampire! That's Hitler, LOL. A brilliant man, who unfortunately spent too much time drinking coffee in Austria. Try this, my favorite poet:


Cursed be the social wants that sin against the strength of youth!
Cursed be the social lies that warp us from the living truth!

Cursed be the sickly forms that err from honest Nature’s rule!
Cursed be the gold that gilds the straiten’d forehead of the fool!

BTW, Alucard - you're sexy.

[Saeros]

... Well--'t is well that I should bluster!--Hadst thou less unworthy proved--
Would to God--for I had loved thee more than ever wife was loved.

Am I mad, that I should cherish that which bears but bitter fruit?
I will pluck it from my bosom, tho' my heart be at the root.

Never, tho' my mortal summers to such length of years should come
As the many-winter'd crow that leads the clanging rookery home.

Where is comfort? in division of the records of the mind?
Can I part her from herself, and love her, as I knew her, kind?

I remember one that perish'd; sweetly did she speak and move;
Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was to love.

Can I think of her as dead, and love her for the love she bore?
No--she never loved me truly; love is love for evermore.

Comfort? comfort scorn'd of devils! this is truth the poet sings,
That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things.

Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest thy heart be put to proof,
In the dead unhappy night, and when the rain is on the roof.

Like a dog, he hunts in dreams, and thou art staring at the wall,
Where the dying night-lamp flickers, and the shadows rise and fall.

Then a hand shall pass before thee, pointing to his drunken sleep,
To thy widow'd marriage-pillows, to the tears that thou wilt weep.

Thou shalt hear the "Never, never," whisper'd by the phantom years,
And a song from out the distance in the ringing of thine ears;

And an eye shall vex thee, looking ancient kindness on thy pain.
Turn thee, turn thee on thy pillow; get thee to thy rest again... etc...

Tennyson of course, Locksley Hall. LOL

Try this one:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

[Envin]

Dammit, that was too easy. Robert Frost, know that for certain. Try this, then:



E'en at the exit-door turning - charges superfluous calling back - e'en as he descends the steps,
Something to eke out a minute additional - shadows of nightfall deepening,
Farewells, messages lessening - dimmer the forthgoer's visage and form,
Soon to be lost for aye in the darkness - loth, O so
loth to depart!
Garrulous to the very last.

[Saeros]

Walt Whitman, After the supper talk. C'mon you can do better. LOL

Well, whats about this one:
Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism - how passionately I hate them!

[Envin]

I can do better, eh? What about you, posting Einstein...tsk, tsk, tsk...take this:





Now we see through a glass, darkly; then we will see face to face. Now I know in part; then I will know fully, even as I am fully known.

[Saeros]

LOL I AM RAISED AS A CATHOLI,C AARON. ROTFL! 1 Corinth 13 !

okay, try this one: An alliance with a powerful person is never safe.

[Envin]

*slaps forehead on monitor and shattere screen* *homer voice: DOH!*

OK, you win that one...but yours was Phaedrus, I do think. OK...*cogitates*...howsabout this:


That is not dead which can eternal lie
And with strange aeons even death may die.

[Saeros]

Hehehe Necromonicon. Okay, whats about this: The search for religion is the starting point of thought.

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

Xu Zhimo.

Now, I don't think many will be able to get this without doing some sort of google-ing...

Tell me, what's it like living in a constant haze of stupidity?

[Saeros]

Actually me. LOL j/k your right, I have no clue.

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

Google it, It'll come up as one of the first answers.

[vanya]

And whats the fun of googling for answers? I only google for questions.

[Envin]

That was Hiei of Yu Yu Hakusho, wasn't it, unless I'm much mistaken....*blinks*...ALL RIGHT, I GOOGLED IT! STOP LOOKING AT ME!!!


Tony, don't jump at this too quickly...


There is no good and evil, there is only power, and those too weak to seek it.

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

Hai, t'was Hiei...XD One of the best YYH characters ever...aside from Karasu and Shishi Wakamaru [who has his own church, now, and I'm the Head Priest >_> more info on that later.]. XD You and your googling.

WEll, I'm sorry Aaron, but I can't resist...

That was said by two people, actually.

In the book form of Sorcerer's/Philosopher's Stone, it was Quirrel who said that to Harry...in the movie form, it was Voldemort...

Or maybe I mixed them up. I don't know. Either way, it still counts, I believe.