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Dei sub numine viget, Under God's power she flourishes
Solitudinem faciunt pacem appellant. They make a wilderness and they call it peace.
The venal herd.
[Lat., Venale pecus.]
Colm Feore. Newspaper column, Norwegian water. Column of steel, column of virtue, just for God's sake, Colm.
Fem-i-nist Fight Club / n. Your crew, your posse, your girl gang; your unconditionally helpful professional support system; your ride-or-die homies.
My Passion uncontrolled shall rove, Doubly debauched with Wine and Love.
Give not reins to your inflamed passions; take time and a little delay; impetuosity manages all things badly.
[Lat., Ne frena animo permitte calenti;
Da spatium, tenuemque moram; male cuncta ministrat
Impetus.]
Festina lente may well be his motto
The gods my protectors.
[Lat., Di me tuentur.]
corn maque choux. He
Pulque - lightning nectar for the Gods.
We do not precisely enjoy liberty at the Figaro. M. de Latouche, our worthy director (ah! you should know the fellow), is always hanging over us, cutting, pruning, right or wrong, imposing upon us his whims, his aberrations, his fancies, and we have to write as he bids ...
Something is always wanting to incomplete fortune.
[Lat., Curtae nescio quid semper abest rei.]
Creu Gwir fel gwydr o ffwrnais awen Creating truth like glass from the furnace of inspiration
Semper fuckin' fi
The man who is roused neither by glory nor by danger it is in vain to exhort; terror closes the ears of the mind.
[Lat., Quem neque gloria neque pericula excitant, nequidquam hortere; timor animi auribus officit.]
Vitam impendre vero. (To stake one's life for the truth.)
Warre is deaths feast.
Ah! Seigneur! donnez-moi la force et le courage De contempler mon coeur et mon corps sans de go u t. Lord! give me the strength and the courage To see my heart and my body without disgust.
My passion,
My queen of fire and dread;
Divine amalgamation
Of swedes and cooper-thread,
Unstitch your irritation
And kiss me when I'm dead.
Let them (the wicked) see the beauty of virtue, and pine at having forsaken her.
[Lat., Virtutem videant, intabescantque relicta.]
Fortes et strenuos etiam contra fortunam insistere, timidos et ignoros ad desperationem formidine properare - the brave and bold persist even against fortune; the timid and cowardly rush to despair through fear alone
Our passion is our strength
Everything sacred is a tie, a fetter.
Ave Dolce Vita, Rex Regum! Hail Sweet Life, King of Kings! We love you and we believe in you!
Fury. A vital passion in every healthy persons life, unless you are dead, you have to be bloody furious.
Every renaissance comes to the world with a cry, the cry of the human spirit to be free.
Foul fiend of France and hag of all despite,
Encompassed with thy lustful paramours,
Becomes it thee to taunt his valiant age
And twit with cowardice a man half dead?
I have undertaken vengeance. I want Liberty and Equality to reign in Saint-Domingue. I work to bring them into existence. Unite yourselves to us, brothers, and fight with us for the same cause.
Bellator silvae servi. Warrior of the forest, I, the alpha, call on thee to serve in this time of need.
Festina lente. You know what that means?"
Hurry slowly."
Bene." He smiled.
-A Good & Happy Child
Virtue knowing no base repulse, shines with untarnished honour; nor does she assume or resign her emblems of honour by the will of some popular breeze.
[Lat., Virtus repulse nescia sordidae,
Intaminatis fulget honoribus;
Nec sumit aut ponit secures
Arbitrio popularis aurae.]
Fury ... sexual, Oedipal, political, magical, brutal ... drives us to our finest heights and coarsest depths
Football, wherein is nothing but beastly fury and extreme violence, whereoth proceedeth hurt, and consequently rancour and malice do remain with them that be wounded.
Vivez joyeux" was the old saying. "Live joyfully.
Between cowardice and despair, valour is gendred.
Absence diminishes minor passions and inflames great ones, as the wind douses a candle and fans a fire. La Rochefoucauld, 1613-1680 OBSERVANCE
Mortui vivis docent - the dead teach the living.
The fashions of human affairs are brief and changeable, and fortune never remains long indulgent.
[Lat., Breves et mutabiles vices rerum sunt, et fortuna nunquam simpliciter indulget.]
Antiquite . en tout ce qui s'y rapporte: Est poncif, embe tant! etc. Antiquity. And everything to do with it, cliche d and boring.
Vivutur ingenio, that damn'd motto there Seduced me first to me a wicked player.
I hate the uncultivated crowd and keep them at a distance. Favour me by your tongues (keep silence).
[Lat., Odi profanum vulgus et arceo.
Favete linguis.]
Coimhead feara fhear na foighrde.
(Beware the anger of a patient man)
What more felicitie can fall to creature Than to enjoy delight with libertie, And to be lord of all the workes of Nature, To raine in th' aire from earth to highest skie, To feed on flowres and weeds of glorious feature.
Old longings nomadic leap, Chafing at custom's chain; Again from its brumal sleep Wakens the ferine strain.
Soft and faire goes farre.
Fee-fi-fo-fum -
Now I'm borrowed.
Now I'm numb.
A shifty, fickle object is woman, always. (Varium et mutabile semper femina.)
He despises what he sought; and he seeks that which he lately threw away.
[Lat., Quod petit spernit, repetit quod nuper omisit.]
Passionately obsessed by anything we love
an avalanche of magic flattens the way ahead, levels, rules, reasons, dissents, bears us with it over chasms, fears, doubts. Without the power of that love ...
Le mal de vivre, 'the pain of life.' Qu'll faut bien vivre ... 'that we must live with, or endure.' Vaille que vivre, this is difficult but it is something like 'we must live the life we have. We must soldier on.
Le ... feb ... vre ... Ah, yes. You purse your lips as though you were going to kiss some lucky gentleman. Lefebvre.
You are the eternal France, I love you.
Omnia Mutantur, Nihil Interit. 'Everything changes, but nothing is truly lost.
Be happy, Feyre.
For as the Rohirrim do, we now love war and valour as things good in themselves, both a sport and an end; and
Busy idleness urges us on.
[Lat., Strenua nos exercet inertia.]
Il faut e pater le bourgeois. One must astound the bourgeois.
The ungovernable passion for wealth.
[Lat., Opum furiata cupido.]
FURIES:
Over the beast doomed to the fire
this is the chant, scatter of wits,
frenzy and fear, hurting the heart,
song of the Furies
binding brain and blighting blood
in its stringless melody.
Neither blows from pitchfork, nor from the lash, can make him change his ways.
[Fr., Coups de fourches ni d'etriveres,
Ne lui font changer de manieres.]
Only your hearts be frolic, for the time Craves that we taste of naught but jouissance.
I fink it is a femuw. A femuw of a winowcowus ... A a-stinct winocowus.
The man who flies shall fight again.
[Lat., Qui fugiebat, rusus praeliabitur.]
Noli me tangere, for Caesar's I am /
And wild for to hold, though I seem tame.
It is from Italy that we are flinging this to the world, our manifesto of burning and overwhelming violence, with which we today establish " Futurism ," for we intend to free this nation from its fetid cancer of professors, archaeologists, tour guides, and antiquarians.
Hunting, bathing, gaming, laughing: that's living (venari lavare ludere ridere occest vivere).
We are the new age. The new world. And if we're to show the way, then we better damn well make it a better one. I am Sevro au Barca. And I am no longer afraid.
To conquer [our enemies] we must dare, and dare again, and dare for ever; and thus will France be saved
Odi et amo; quare fortasse requiris, nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.
(my translation: I hate and I love, you ask why I do this, I do not know, but I feel and I am tormented)
ardent persistence in devotion,
Wer rastet, rostet - what rests, rusts.
The passions are like fire, useful in a thousand ways and dangerous only in one, through their excess.
Thou art a votary to fond desire
Eripuit coelo fulmen sceptrumque tyrannis. He snatched the lightning from the sky and the sceptre from tyrants.
The lion's fierceness, Mild hart's swiftness, Italian fieriness, Northern steadiness.
Let passion reach a catastrophe and it submits us to an intoxicating force far more powerful than the niggardly irritation of wine or of opium. The lucidity our ideas then achieve, and the delicacy of our overly exalted sensations, produce the strangest and most unexpected effects.
Mens videt astra.
(The soul sees the stars.)
Paris: city of encounters, of furtive and painful discoveries. All isms converge there, including the anti-isms, all the revolutionaries too, including the counterrevolutionaries .
Pusillanimous. Talisman.
Quid rides? Mutato nomine et de te fabula narrator. [Why do you laugh ? Change only the name and this story is about you.]
Since moving to Valhalla, I'd learned an impressive number of Old Norse cusswords. Meinfretr translated as something like stinkfart, which was, naturally, the worse kind of fart
Me wretched! Let me curr to quercine shades!
Effund your albid hausts, lactiferous maids!
O, might I vole to some umbrageous clump,
Depart,
be off,
excede,
evade,
erump!
Fortuna, that vicious slut.
Women have tongues of craft, and hearts of guile,
They will, they will not; fools that on them trust;
For in their speech is death, hell in their smile.
[It., Femmina e cosa garrula e fallace:
Vuole e disvuole, e folle uom chi sen fida,
Si tra se volge.]
Tempore difficiles veniunt ad aratra juvenci;
Tempore lenta pati frena docentur equi.
In time the unmanageable young oxen come to the plough; in time the horses are taught to endure the restraining bit.
A just fortune awaits the deserving.
[Lat., Fors aequa merentes
Respicit.]
The more we deny ourselves, the more the gods supply our wants.
[Lat., Quanto quisque sibi plura negaverit,
A dis plura feret.]
Her track, where'er the goddess roves, Glory pursue, and gen'rous shame, Th' unconquerable mind, and freedom's holy flame.
While strength and years permit, endure labor; soon bent old age will come with silent foot.
[Lat., Dum vires annique sinunt, tolerate labores.
Jam veniet tacito curva senecta pede.]
Vitam Impendere Vero (I consecrate my life to truth).
Noli me tangere; for Caesar's I am.
This is the great evil in wine, it first seizes the feet; it is a cunning wrestler.
[Lat., Magnum hoc vitium vino est,
Pedes captat primum; luctator dolosu est.]
Cruor pectoris mei, tutela tua est!
Blood of my heart, protection is thine!
We should try to succeed by merit, not by favor. He who does well will always have patrons enough.
[Lat., Virtute ambire oportet, non favitoribus.
Sat habet favitorum semper, qui recte facit.]
In aeternum felicitas vindactio. Defending happily ever after.
The thing of courage
As rous'd with rage doth sympathise,
And, with an accent tun'd in self-same key,
Retorts to chiding fortune.
The glory of riches and of beauty is frail and transitory; virtue remains bright and eternal.
[Lat., Divitarum et formae gloria fluxa atque fragilis; virtus clara aeternaque habetur.]
Hortense. We broke
Daughter of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour The bad affright, afflict the best!