Born Quotes - page 42
But we were born of risen apes, not fallen angels, and the apes were armed killers besides. And so what shall we wonder at? Our murders and massacres and missiles, and our irreconcilable regiments? Or our treaties whatever they may be worth; our symphonies however seldom they may be played; our peaceful acres, however frequently they may be converted into battlefields; our dreams however rarely they may be accomplished. The miracle of man is not how far he has sunk but how magnificently he has risen. We are known among the stars by our poems, not our corpses.
Robert Ardrey
My father said "Son, we're lucky in this town.
It's a beautiful place to be born.
It just wraps its arms around you.
Nobody crowds you, nobody goes it alone.
That you know flag flying over the courthouse
Means certain things are set in stone:
Who we are, what we'll do and what we won't."
Bruce Springsteen
The highway's jammed with broken heroes
On a last chance power drive.
Everybody's out on the run tonight
But there's no place left to hide.
Together, Wendy, we can live with the sadness.
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul.
Someday girl, I don't know when we're gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go and we'll walk in the sun.
But till then tramps like us, baby we were born to run.
Bruce Springsteen
In the Bible Cain slew Abel and East of Eden he was cast.
You're born into this life paying for the sins of somebody else's past.
Daddy worked his whole life for nothing but the pain.
Now he walks these empty rooms looking for something to blame.
You inherit the sins, you inherit the flames.
Adam raised a Cain.
Bruce Springsteen
Sharpie, you've got a one-track mind.”
"It's the main track. Reproduction is the main track; the methods and mores of sexual copulation are the central feature of all higher developments of life.”
"You're ignoring money and television.”
"Piffle! All human activities including scientific research are either mating dances and care of the young, or the dismal sublimations of born losers in the only game in town.
Robert A. Heinlein
"Who drinks one bowl hath scant delight; to poorest passion he was born;
"Who drains the score must e'er expect to rue the headache of the morn."
Safely he jogs along the way which "Golden Mean" the sages call;
Who scales the brow of frowning Alp must face full many a slip and fall.
Richard Francis Burton
