W S Gilbert Quotes

To sit in solemn silence on a dull, dark dock in a pestilential prison with a life-long lock awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp shock from a cheap and chippy chopper on a big, black block.

I'm really very sorry for you all, but it's an unjust world, and virtue is triumphant only in theatrical performances.

Merely corroborative detail, intended to give artistic verisimilitude to an otherwise bald and unconvincing narrative.

Oh, dry the glistening tear that dues that marshal cheek Thy loving childern here in them thy comfort seek With sympathetic care their arms around the creep, For oh they can not bear to see their father weep

It's love that makes the world go round.

When everyone is somebody, then no one’s anybody.

I am an acquired taste.

CHORUS What, never? CAPTAIN No, never! CHORUS What, never? CAPTAIN Well, hardly ever!

No one can have a higher opinion of him than I have, and I think he's a dirty little beast.

The meaning doesn't matter if it's only idle chatter of a transcendental kind.

Gilbert's response to being told they (the words 'ruddy' and 'bloody') meant the same thing was: "Not at all, for that would mean that if I said that I admired your ruddy countenance, which I do, I would be saying that I liked your bloody cheek, which I don't.

Wafted by a favouring gale As one sometimes is in trances, To a height that few can scale, Save by long and weary dances

Lastly, remember what W. C. Fields had to say on this point: “It ain’t what they call you; it’s what you answer to.

Sing 'Hey to you — good-day to you' — Sing 'Bah to you — ha! ha! to you' — Sing 'Booh to you — pooh, pooh to you' — And that's what you should say!

Crushed again!

There was an old man of St. Bees, Who was stung in the arm by a wasp; When they asked, "Does it hurt?" He replied, "No, it doesn't, But I thought all the while 'twas a Hornet.

remember what W. C. Fields had to say on this point: “It ain’t what they call you; it’s what you answer to.

This particularly rapid, unintelligible patter Isn't generally heard, and if it is it doesn't matter, This particularly rapid, unintelligible patter Isn't generally heard, and if it is it doesn't matter, matter, matter, matter, matter, matter, matter, matter, matter, matter, matter!

W-Who knows? W-Who cares? I'm eating. - Gilbert Miller

Father, I am welling over with limpid joy! No sicklying taint of sorrow overlies the lucid lake of liquid love, upon which, hand in hand, Aline and I are to float into eternity!

I mean to rule the earth, As he the sky — We really know our worth, The sun and I

Silas Marner was the third novel written by George Eliot and it was first published in 1861 by William Blackwood and Sons, of Edinburgh and London. It has been a highly successful book, demonstrated by the many adaptations it has generated through the years. As early as 1876 saw the release of the play Danl’l Druce, Blacksmith, by W.S Gilbert, which was clearly influenced by Eliot’s novel with a similar beginning and end,

In a society where the degradation of man was (and is still) being proclaimed, humans defined in lowly terms, and Deity described as an abstract, impersonal concept, the heavens were opened and God and his Son Jesus Christ appeared to Joseph Smith and taught him the real nature of man.   14.

But never delude yourself into believing that you require someone else’s blessing (or even their comprehension) in order to make your own creative work. And always remember that people’s judgments about you are none of your business. Lastly, remember what W. C. Fields had to say on this point: “It ain’t what they call you; it’s what you answer to.” Actually, don’t even bother answering. Just keep doing your thing.

Is life a boon? If so, it must befall That Death, whene'er he call, Must call too soon. Though fourscore years he give, Yet one would pray to live Another moon! What kind of plaint have I, Who perish in July? I might have had to die, Perchance, in June! Is life a thorn? Then count it not a whit! Man is well done with it; Soon as he's born He should all means essay To put the plague away; And I, war-worn, Poor captured fugitive, My life most gladly give - I might have had to live, Another morn!

Prior to Flew, major apologies for atheism were those of Enlightenment thinkers (David Hume, Arthur Schopenhauer, Ludwig Feuerbach, and Friedrich Nietzsche). Major philosophers of Flew’s generation who were atheists: W. V. O. Quine and Gilbert Ryle. But none took the step of developing book-length arguments to support their personal beliefs. In later years, atheist philosophers who critically examined and rejected the traditional arguments for God’s existence: Paul Edwards, Wallace Matson, Kai Nielsen, Paul Kurtz, J. L. Mackie, Richard Gale, Michael Martin. But their works did not change the agenda and framework of discussion the way Flew’s innovative publications did.

Marxist writers are generally either indifferent or mildly hostile to the anti-capitalist movement, which they see as no good substitute for the great projects of communism and social democracy. Now, in one sense this is quite justified[…] However, there seems very little reason to believe that a return to the tactics of the twentieth-century labour movement is going to achieve anything in the future… [W]hat is wrong with commodification is not commodification per se… Marxist tradition goes much further than simply recommending that the excessive power of capital be challenged and curbed. Historically, this tradition tends to assert that such a challenge can only be made by virtue of a direct challenge to the existing relations of production, conceived of as the basis for a social totality, and, crucially, that it can only be made by the proletariat, politically mobilizes as a ‘Class of Itself’. In concrete terms, this means that only the labour movement, being organized and mobilized on the basis of its class identity and demanding the socialization of the means of production, can mount such a challenge… This is where I, and the anti-capitalist movement, part company with classical Marxism… [A]nti-capitalist movement is characterized by a certain pluralism, an unwillingness to impose any one model of social organization, and a refusal of neoliberal hegemony not on the basis of a single class identity or even a single universal human identity, but precisely n the basis of a defence of such pluralism against neoliberalism’s tyrannical monomania.

[...] The dedication of this [Mother Night] is Campbell's too. Of which, Campbell wrote this in a chapter he later discarded: 'Before seeing what sort of book I was going to have here, I wrote the dedication - 'To Mata Hari.' She whored in the interest of espionage, and so did I. Now that I've seen some of the book, I would prefer to dedicate it to someone less exotic, less fantastic, more contemporary - less of a creature of silent film. I would prefer to dedicate it to one familiar person, male or female, widely known to have done evil while saying to himself, 'A very good me, the real me, a me made in heaven, is hidden deep inside.' I can think of many examples, could rattle them off after the fashion of a Gilbert and Sullivan patter song. But there is no single name to which I might aptly dedicate this book - unless it would be my own. Let me honor myself in that fashion then: This book is rededicated to Howard W. Campbell, Jr., a man who served evil too openly and good too secretly, the crime of his times.

I am a better person when I have less on my plate.” – Elizabeth Gilbert

God dwells within you, as you.” – Elizabeth Gilbert

This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something.” – Elizabeth Gilbert

I want to have a lasting experience of God... Sometimes I feel like I understand the divinity of this world, but then I lose it because I get distracted by my petty desires and fears.  I want to be with God all the time, but I don't want to be a monk, or totally give up worldly pleasures.  I guess what I want to learn is how to live in this world and enjoy its delights, but also devote myself to God.” – Elizabeth Gilbert

SAMUEL: Besides, we can offer you but little temptation to remain with us. We don't seem to make piracy pay. I'm sure I don't know why, but we don't.

Now then, we've had a capital lunch, and we're quite ready. Have all the painful preparations been made?

Merely corroborative detail intended to give artistic verisimilitude to a bald and——

ALEXIS I have made some converts to the principle that men and women should be coupled in matrimony without distinction of rank. I have lectured on the subject at Mechanics' Institutes, and the mechanics were unanimous in favour of my views. I have preached in workhouses, beershops and Lunatic Asylums, and I have been received with enthusiasm. I have addressed navvies on the advantages that would accrue to them if they married wealthy ladies of rank, and not a navvy dissented! ALINE Noble fellows! And yet there are those who hold that the uneducated classes are not open to argument! And what do the countesses say? ALEXIS Why, at present, it can't be denied, the aristocracy hold aloof. ALINE Ah, the working man is the true Intelligence after all! ALEXIS He is a noble creature when he is quite sober.

We yield at once with humbled mien, Because, with all our faults, we love our Queen.

Dünya vatandaşları aramaktan vazgeçmeyi öğrenmeli, bağlı oldukları toplumsal birimin, toplumun yerel versiyonunun, milliyetçiliğin ya da dini bir mezhebin sınırlarının dışına taşan çok az insan olduğunu kabul etmeliyiz. Aslında psikiyatrik anlamda sağlıklı insanların sağlıklarını ve kişisel tatminlerini toplumun sınırlı bir alanına (örneğin mahalledeki bilardo kulübüne) bağlı olmalarına borçlu olduklarını kabul etmemiz gerekir. Neden olmasın ki? Gittiğimiz her yerde bir Gilbert Murray bulacağımızı sanıyorsak mutsuz oluruz.

It doesn’t matter in the least. Let people have their opinions. More than that—let people be in love with their opinions, just as you and I are in love with ours. But never delude yourself into believing that you require someone else’s blessing (or even their comprehension) in order to make your own creative work. And always remember that people’s judgments about you are none of your business. Lastly, remember what W. C. Fields had to say on this point: “It ain’t what they call you; it’s what you answer to.