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- There is but one truly philosophical problem, and that is suicide.
- Albert Camus (1913 - 1960), The Myth of Sisyphus
- Now hast thou but one bare hour to live,
And then thou must be damned perpetually. Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come. - Christopher Marlowe (1564 - 1593), Doctor Faustus scene 13
- Music lives in three tenses at once. Developing what comes before it in the past, it engages us in the present, and inspires our hopes for its future.
- Warren Benson, Professor of Composition at The Eastman School of Music
- A revolution is a struggle between the past and the future.
- Fidel Castro (1927 - )
- If there ever was in the history of humanity an enemy who was truly universal, an enemy whose acts and moves trouble the entire world, threaten the entire world, attack the entire world in any way or another, that real and really universal enemy is precisely Yankee imperialism.
- Fidel Castro (1927 - )
- The philosophers have only interpreted the world, in various ways. The point, however, is to change it.
- Karl Marx (1818 - 1883), Thesis 11
- Poets are shameless with their experiences: they exploit them.
- Friedrich Nietzsche (1844 - 1900), Beyond Good and Evil
- We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives.
- Chuck Palahniuk (1962 - ), Fight Club
- If wild my breast and sore my pride,
I bask in dreams of suicide, If cool my heart and high my head I think "How lucky are the dead. - Dorothy Parker (1893 - 1967)
- I couldn't tell fact from fiction,
Or if the dream was true My only sure prediction In this world was you. I'd touch your features inchly. Beard love and dared the cost, The sented spiel reeled me unreal And I found my senses lost. - Maya Angelou (1928 - ), I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
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