Still keeping up the ‘double madness’ so far. To see the list of those still blogging alphabetical themes, click here. So, today’s choice is “Six for S.” Yes, I couldn’t settle on one thing – are you surprised?
Three parts Carl Sagan, courtesy of “The Quotations Page“:
“One glance at a book and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for 1,000 years. To read is to voyage through time.”
“Where we have strong emotions, we’re liable to fool ourselves.”
“Absence of evidence is not evidence of absence.”
Two parts Carl Sandburg, courtesy of “Poets.org“:
There are no handles upon a language
Whereby men take hold of it
And mark it with signs for its remembrance.
It is a river, this language,
Once in a thousand years
Breaking a new course
Changing its way to the ocean.
It is mountain effluvia
Moving to valleys
And from nation to nation
Crossing borders and mixing.
Languages die like rivers.
Words wrapped round your tongue today
And broken to shape of thought
Between your teeth and lips speaking
Now and today
Shall be faded hieroglyphics
Ten thousand years from now.
Your song dies and changes
And is not here to-morrow
Any more than the wind
Blowing ten thousand years ago.
Night from a railroad car window
Is a great, dark, soft thing
Broken across with slashes of light.
One part Shel Silverstein (courtesy of the same poet site):
If the World Was Crazy
If the world was crazy, you know what I’d eat?
A big slice of soup and a whole quart of meat,
A lemonade sandwich, and then I might try
Some roasted ice cream or a bicycle pie,
A nice notebook salad, an underwear roast,
An omelet of hats and some crisp cardboard toast,
A thick malted milk made from pencils and daisies,
And that’s what I’d eat if the world was crazy.
If the world was crazy, you know what I’d wear?
A chocolate suit and a tie of eclair,
Some marshmallow earmuffs, some licorice shoes,
And I’d read a paper of peppermint news.
I’d call the boys “Suzy” and I’d call the girls “Harry,”
I’d talk through my ears, and I always would carry
A paper umbrella for when it grew hazy
To keep in the rain, if the world was crazy.
If the world was crazy, you know what I’d do?
I’d walk on the ocean and swim in my shoe,
I’d fly through the ground and I’d skip through the air,
I’d run down the bathtub and bathe on the stair.
When I met somebody I’d say “G’bye, Joe,”
And when I was leaving–then I’d say “Hello.”
And the greatest of men would be silly and lazy
So I would be king…if the world was crazy.
Oh, let’s go one more from Dr. Seuss – The Lost Poem.
Oops, so that’s seven, that’s a slip. May need to invest in an abacus – see if that does the trick, (smile)