Tolkien – The Hobbit
Richardson has tiff, a drink, which he thinks a corruption of tipple, an allied word ; Ash defines tiff to be a corruption of the Teutonic tepel, a dug or teat, while the ancient author of “Gazophylacium Anglicanum ” surpasses all his predecessors and successors in ingenuity by deriving tipsy and tipple from the Latin tipula, a water-spider, because that in- sect is always drinking ! Mr. Halliwell, without entering on the etymological question, says that in English provincial dialects tiff has three meanings small beer, a draught of any liquor, and to fall headlong from the effects of drink.
“I remember one time, back in the day, I was at his [Bill Ward] house and he said, ‘Oh, ’ello Ozzy. You’ll never guess what? I’ve just come out of a coma.’
‘What d’you mean, a coma? That’s one stage removed from being dead. You know that, don’t you, Bill?’
‘All I know is I went to bed on Friday, and now it’s Tuesday, and I only just woke up. That’s a coma, isn’t it?’
‘No, that’s taking too many drugs and drinking too much cider and sleeping for three days in a row, you d**k.’”
~ Ozzy Osbourne, I am Ozzy
“A much more interesting, kind, adventurous, and joyful approach to life is to begin to develop curiosity, not caring whether the object of our inquisitiveness is bitter or sweet.”
― Pema Chödrön, The Wisdom of No Escape: How to Love Yourself and Your World
Charity Patient: “Doctor, Is there any danger of the operation proving
Doctor: “Really, my good man, considering that we are experimenting on you free of charge, your idle curiosity smacks of Insolence!”
Border Watch (Mount Gambier, SA : FRIDAY 10 MAY 1918.
Oh don’t bring down
The ancient pine,
The breath of life
That’s yours and mine.
Don’t tear it out
saw it down
gouge it, chop it,
let it drown.
Don’t fell the tree
that’s stood so long.
Leave bird and bush
Where they belong.
Leave the forest,
Green gold place,
the glow of hope
on this earth’s
I began to be aware of a change in the temper of my thoughts, a greater boldness, a contempt of danger, a solution of the bonds of obligation. I looked down; my clothes hung formlessly on my shrunken limbs; the hand that lay on my knee was corded and hairy. I was once more Edward Hyde.
DR. JEKYLL AND MR. HYDE
Robert Louis Stevenson
“I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.”
― Anaïs Nin
We knew that youth won’t keep for rainy days.
It burns and turns to ash too soon.
So we’d revel every minute
in the music of our Buick
running smooth, two rodeoin’ lovers
cruising to another—
beneath Montana’s blue roan
bucking horse moon.
Paul Zarzyski(.com)— Poetry — The Bucking Horse Moon
Roads of Destiny
I go to seek on many roads
What is to be.
True heart and strong, with love to light—
Will they not bear me in the fight
To order, shun or wield or mould
Unpublished Poems of David Mignot.