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Thursday, March 20, 2008

There! I hope you're happy, now! I've worked a little sax into the Act!


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In Xanadu did Kubla Kahn
a stately pleasure-dome decree:
where Alph, the sacred river, ran
through caverns measureless to man
down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
with walls and towers were girdled round:
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
enfolding sunny spots of greenery.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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George Bernard Shaw


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And it must follow, as the night the day,
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"Pay No Attention To That Man Behind The Curtain ..."

"Pay No Attention To That Man Behind The Curtain ..."

Our revels now are ended.

These, our actors, as I foretold you, were all spirits, and are melted into air, into thin air:

And like the baseless fabric of this vision, the cloud-capp'd tow'rs, the gorgeous palaces, the solemn temples, the great globe itself, yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, and, like this insubstantial pageant faded, leave not a rack behind.

We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded with a sleep.