Aww...that's very sweet moonbaby. ^_^ Kinda how I felt once...except he wasn't
three years older.
Thank you for sharing though, keep it up!
For people who like my work, I'm sorry I haven't had anything new lately. Not
much has inspired me to write, but I'll try to get something new soon. ^_^
hmmmmmm.............. I'm up for a contest, wut did cha have in mind??
Loves Ya'll
Oh and by the way heres my newest poem:
You Will Never Know
You will never know,
What you are to me,
How much I love you,
When I see you name,
Sign on to msn,
My face lights up,
Right now you are,
My world,
I have never loved,
Like this before,
You can not see me,
You can not here me,
You know I'm here,
Many times you have
Made my day
Brought a smile to my
Face,
You know me,
I am your best friend,
I am hyper, I am happy,
I make you smile,
You love me too,
But only as a friend?
Could it be more?
Can it be more?
I must be dreaming,
I can no more see him,
Or hear him, then he
Sees and hears me,
Yet I love him, How?
He is 3 years older,
That is a lot now,
But later, it is nothing.
Can I hold on to this,
Childish love,
Can my innocence mask
My feelings?
I love you more then you know,
And I will love you till the end of time,
Time is forever..........
Quote by inochikyokonban WA
MINNA-SAN!!
How's everybody doing? I havent been around lately, I've been really busy!
>_<
i hope everyone's doing well, I've seen the recent stuff and wow, it's quite
interesting!
Main question! Who votes to have a contest?! I want your opinion, so we all can
do something fun as a group! ^^
Quote by inochikyokonban WA
MINNA-SAN!!
How's everybody doing? I havent been around lately, I've been really busy!
>_<
i hope everyone's doing well, I've seen the recent stuff and wow, it's quite
interesting!
Main question! Who votes to have a contest?! I want your opinion, so we all can
do something fun as a group! ^^
Hi everyone... ^^
Seems like a lot of people are busy...haha. Even me! All I've gotten to read
recently are textbooks! Gosh...our subjects are so darn hard!!! >< I'm
gonna try to find a bit of free time to read come the weekend... sorry for the
lack of feedback for now.
Shakespeare...I've only read about 3 of his plays, and none of his
sonnets...haha, our literature wasn't very focused on Shakespeare (though I
think it should at least be more than it was...)
Contest? I'm for it! ^^
konban WA MINNA-SAN!!
How's everybody doing? I havent been around lately, I've been really busy!
i hope everyone's doing well, I've seen the recent stuff and wow, it's quite
interesting!
Main question! Who votes to have a contest?! I want your opinion, so we all can
do something fun as a group! ^^
wow at least someone knows about Shakespeare here. well just reviewing on my
literature class coz we are taking Shakespeare and God i had to memorize Sonnet
116 and Sonnet 73. gee but then again those are great works and i got to say i
admire him so much.
ohh, sorry for not submitting some of my poems in here. i didnt had the chance
to bring my poem notebook. i guess id better bring that notebook with me. ill be
submitting my poems soon. for the meantime accept my apologies.
Quote by CLAMPchic
I know what
you mean; that's happened to me, too. People have a tendency to freak
out about it, though...I'm not sure why. I like i as well, even if it
is a little...umm, scary? I'm not sure if that's the right word, but
it's the only one I can come up with at the moment
I think everyone should have the right to express themselves in their own
manner. No two people will ever truly think alike... they might think in a
similar fashion but it won't be identicle... so no two people will truly express
themselves in the same way. Just something I think.
Spirits:
Spirits wander through the night
Feasting on a terrible delight,
Broken dreams swirl in the dusk,
The wafting scent of muted musk.
Spirits call from beyond the grave
Whispering taints of a long passed age,
Broken shouts and caterwauling,
Screams of unending rage.
Voices cry out in the night
Ripped and filled with glee,
Voices filling night’s pure peace
With tainted insanity.
Spirits hate that you should live
While their age is gone,
They want to take your immortal soul
Down the darkness hell forevermore.
The spirits call
But do beware,
Their chilling words bring death.
The spirits call
But listen not,
For their words are naught but taint,
Keep true to self,
And remember love,
And safety thou shalt have.
Hey I wrote this poem bout 2 weeks ago, i wanted to post it then but i was to
gosh darn busy!! I wrote this poem for the pastor at my church, now i'm not
religious at all so it was weird to write this, I personally dislike it but, its
juss a poem and i thought i should submit is!! So here is now!!
Made It
I'm living on the streets
Where die I go wrong
The wind bites through me
My tattered coat failing
My hair is freezing
I am tired and sneezing
Do I disserve this?
Have I done wrong?
I was there for World War II
So is it wrong to pray for more?
I ran through blood stained field
And I fought for my country
Yet now I lay on the concrete
My past but a fleeting memory
But in all my sorrow and praising I have
Not yet given in, for I save
My biggest hopes for when I'm sad
I will have freedom
And I will escape these shackles
I am sad, but I still praise
I know he is listening
I will taste the dish of equality
Till my......Till the last.......
A child's breath falls on me
And my frosted eyes are opened
And at last I see my freedom
And although the light blinds me
I see, I know
I know that I am in God's kingdom,
And the peace that I prayed and longed
For, is now,
Is now with me
I trusted in the Lord
Thank You......Thank You...
Quote by angelrheahi does anybody here
knows Shakespeare sonnets? i need help bout that.
*head
shoots up* Did someone say Shakespeare?! I love Shakespeare! I don't know his
sonnets as well as his plays, but I know a little about them...
>>AngelKate - Just Some Girl is a
show of how you use various styles of poetry. This one is different from ones
you've submitted before, but as always, I like it. It's so...realistic, I
guess. It could be used to describe the feelings of countless (anonymous) teen
girls...yet again, well done.
This is an old poem of mine, written well over a year ago, for a guy I had this
huge crush on. (I don't have the crush anymore so it amuses me to think that I wrote this
for him now ) But I still think it's a good poem and I hope you guys like it.
Just Some Girl
All I can do is watch you from afar,
As you do not know the strong,
Pure,
True love
That I have for you,
Burning deep inside my soul.
You will never know
For I am just some girl
In your English class
Who you say hi to sometimes
When no one else is around to talk
I cry at night,
For you do not,
And will not know
The extent of my feelings for you.
I have loved you
Since the day we met,
And I always will love you
No matter what.
But you will never know.
For I am just some girl.
In your English class,
Who you say hi to sometimes
When no one else is around to talk.
My heart aches for your love in return,
Even though I know
Your love I will never receive.
I have given you a piece of my heart,
My soul,
My life.
Forever you shall remain there,
Locked deep inside.
Your memory will never fade;
I am yours always.
But you will never know.
For I am just some girl,
In your English class,
Who you say hi to sometimes,
When no one else is around to talk.
Quote by tobiast88Tirdaelyn: wow. Great
stuff! If you could change it slightly to stick to a rhyme pattern ( i'm big on
those, hehe) I think it could be even better! But if you don't want don't mind
me
Let's continue in the dark, cruel theme, shall we?Crucifixion
The windows are flung widePain smiles with razor teethThe shadows laugh
beneath
Because I have just diedSyringes glint so clearArray of poisoned sleep
In veins will plunge so deepAn artificial cheerFlowers bloom; their stems
Are rooted in the bloodOf virgin, murdered dovesAn insane requiem
That’s sung uncaringlyBy senile shrouded
moonsI’ll be descending soon
On wings of shattered screamsI’ll sing
on my way downI’ll play the violin
The strings my arm-nerves; sinI’ll wear
like a black crownOf thorns. The irony
Does not escape you, no?A wicked christ so lowThat hell
won’t hear his pleas?
My cross is evil dreamsMy nails are
heaven’s liesNo spear will pierce my
side
Already death holds meI’m crucified by
painBy drugs and bloody blooms
I’ll join you very
soon...I’ve never liked religion
anyway
Inspired after reading "the crow" by J.O. Barr. Great story, great
drawings... *droooool*
Feedback?
Quote by TirdaelynThanks much for the
comments... I don't even really know what I was thinking when I wrote that one.
It just kinda came out of nowhere... just forming as I was writing it. I like
it though.
I know what you mean; that's happened to me, too.
People have a tendency to freak out about it, though...I'm not sure why. I
like i as well, even if it is a little...umm, scary? I'm not sure if that's the
right word, but it's the only one I can come up with at the moment
Thanks much for the comments... I don't even really know what I was thinking
when I wrote that one. It just kinda came out of nowhere... just forming as I
was writing it. I like it though.
>> gilesaquil - First of all,
thanks for the compliment on my little prose...I designed it so people would be
thinking one thing, though in the end it was another, totally unrelated thing.
As for Call to Conversion, I really like
this...it sorta "hit the spot", you know what I mean? It's so
true...very well-put. Sacred
Ground...it was beautiful! Another one of those poems that somehow seems
to connect with the soul...if that makes no sense, I'm sorry.
>> chaoticalchemist - Umm...it says
you're a banned member, but I'll still comment, I guess. Summer Air was sweet! So cute...I loved the
last two lines: "Even though you'll be gone come yesterday/I'll always
remember you." Aww...
>> tobiast88 - If "twisted
love" is what you were aiming for in Love
in Hell, I'd say you nailed it...*shudders* It was kind of creepy...then
again, so was Crucifixion. Dark and
scary...well written, yeah, but still scary *shudders again*
>> Tirdaelyn - Fallen makes me
see...pain, I guess. It's so sad! So few words to convey such large
emotion...nicely done.
Quote by gilesaquil
>>Dragonprovidence: Haha...nice intro poem. There were a few
spelling/grammar errors..."sorrowful" instead of sorrow,
"neither" for nether. Though you should read the
"spellchecker" poem posted awhile back. It's full of it! Sorry, I'm a
bit of a grammar correction freak...
There is a reason for me using the word Sorrow instead of Sorrowful. I wanted to
show the feeling as an object so I decided to use a noun. As for the word
Nether, that word is how it is. It is not suppose to be Neither. I wanted to say
that my poems ascend above emotions of joy and sorrow, and that it's never below
that.
In addition, "...sorrow, "neither" for nether..." the word
nether is an adjective, so having it follows a prepositional word, does not fit
well.
I like being prissy in English too. Isn't grammar fun? =D
Tirdaelyn: wow. Great stuff! If you could change it slightly to stick to a rhyme
pattern ( i'm big on those, hehe) I think it could be even better! But if you
don't want don't mind me
Let's continue in the dark, cruel theme, shall we?
Crucifixion
The windows are flung wide
Pain smiles with razor teeth
The shadows laugh beneath
Because I have just died
Syringes glint so clear
Array of poisoned sleep
In veins will plunge so deep
An artificial cheer
Flowers bloom; their stems
Are rooted in the blood
Of virgin, murdered doves
An insane requiem
That’s sung uncaringly
By senile shrouded moons
I’ll be descending soon
On wings of shattered screams
I’ll sing on my way down
I’ll play the violin
The strings my arm-nerves; sin
I’ll wear like a black crown
Of thorns. The irony
Does not escape you, no?
A wicked christ so low
That hell won’t hear his pleas?
My cross is evil dreams
My nails are heaven’s lies
No spear will pierce my side
Already death holds me
I’m crucified by pain
By drugs and bloody blooms
I’ll join you very soon...
I’ve never liked religion
anyway
Inspired after reading "the crow" by J.O. Barr. Great story, great
drawings... *droooool*
Feedback?
That is a great poem gilesaquil. It really captures the reader, and captivates
the mind. Great job. I really like it.
***
Fallen:
Broken feathers,
Falling snow,
Blistered heart
Nothing to know.
Fallen spirit
Wandering alone,
Broken heart
Frozen within the snow.
Fallen Angel
Alone with her pain,
Tainted beyond redemption,
For a broken heart gone insane.
Tears of blood
Stream down a crystalline face,
Tainting the purity of beauty,
But only a broken shell of grace.
Broken dreams
Lay upon the floor,
A ghost of purity now gone
Like waves upon the shore.
She fell from grace
To lie broken on the frozen ground,
A silent scream,
Snapping feathers without a sound.
Broken dreams
For a broken soul,
Fallen angel
Without life to make her whole.
Quote by tarerenHey, I love "To You
I Am Invisible" poem ^^ I dunno who wrote that since it is quoted many
times but yeah, I love it
That's the work of the very talented AngelKate. ^^ Yeah, it's a great piece.
^^
Wow...haha. Finally... ^^
Got this finished almost a week before...but oh well. I used largely the same
style as in the previous piece, so just look at this one in that context, I
guess. ^^
>>>>>
Sacred Ground
June 14, 2005
Beyond the traveled fields of gold
Beyond the farthest realms
There stands a mount of legends old
Which sees no river's end
Its peak, it soars into the skies
Beyond where eyes could see
Where neither crow nor eagle flies
But where great powers be
I am but one of gallant few
Who dare to walk the path
Brave all the trials, forge anew
And face unspoken wrath
The pilgrims, though unwritten still
Had paths of same design
Of courage, faith and hope until
Attaining the divine
The pouch I had, I filled with grace
So too upon my soul
Now setting out, I turned to face
The road towards my goal
Yet as I strove atop a cliff
And looked beyond the ledge
A thousand headstones froze me stiff
And clung me to the edge
The darkness closed upon me but
My eyes still held their gaze
A dread was seeping from my gut
My flame no more ablaze
As I beheld the graves and bones
And horrors there abound
Upon the dunes beyond the stones
My eyes had glanced around
I noticed footprints on the sand
One man had made it through
In this I found new purpose and
The strength inside me grew
The way ahead is still far off
This was but the first breath
I'd follow in the footsteps of
The one who conquered death
And looking back, I now can see
His footprints in the dust
The others followed faithfully
So follow him I must
I know not why it took this long
To finally have found
That I, while journeying along
Do tread on sacred ground
Aww...that's very sweet moonbaby. ^_^ Kinda how I felt once...except he wasn't three years older.
Thank you for sharing though, keep it up!
For people who like my work, I'm sorry I haven't had anything new lately. Not much has inspired me to write, but I'll try to get something new soon. ^_^
hmmmmmm.............. I'm up for a contest, wut did cha have in mind??
Loves Ya'll
Oh and by the way heres my newest poem:
You Will Never Know
You will never know,
What you are to me,
How much I love you,
When I see you name,
Sign on to msn,
My face lights up,
Right now you are,
My world,
I have never loved,
Like this before,
You can not see me,
You can not here me,
You know I'm here,
Many times you have
Made my day
Brought a smile to my
Face,
You know me,
I am your best friend,
I am hyper, I am happy,
I make you smile,
You love me too,
But only as a friend?
Could it be more?
Can it be more?
I must be dreaming,
I can no more see him,
Or hear him, then he
Sees and hears me,
Yet I love him, How?
He is 3 years older,
That is a lot now,
But later, it is nothing.
Can I hold on to this,
Childish love,
Can my innocence mask
My feelings?
I love you more then you know,
And I will love you till the end of time,
Time is forever..........
ooh! contest? that would be a great opportunity for people to share talents! that'd be awesome....
Yay a contest! Sounds good to me!! ^_^
A contest? Sounds good b^_^d
Hi everyone... ^^
Seems like a lot of people are busy...haha. Even me! All I've gotten to read recently are textbooks! Gosh...our subjects are so darn hard!!! >< I'm gonna try to find a bit of free time to read come the weekend... sorry for the lack of feedback for now.
Shakespeare...I've only read about 3 of his plays, and none of his sonnets...haha, our literature wasn't very focused on Shakespeare (though I think it should at least be more than it was...)
Contest? I'm for it! ^^
konban WA MINNA-SAN!!
How's everybody doing? I havent been around lately, I've been really busy!
i hope everyone's doing well, I've seen the recent stuff and wow, it's quite interesting!
Main question! Who votes to have a contest?! I want your opinion, so we all can do something fun as a group! ^^
wow at least someone knows about Shakespeare here. well just reviewing on my literature class coz we are taking Shakespeare and God i had to memorize Sonnet 116 and Sonnet 73. gee but then again those are great works and i got to say i admire him so much.
ohh, sorry for not submitting some of my poems in here. i didnt had the chance to bring my poem notebook. i guess id better bring that notebook with me. ill be submitting my poems soon. for the meantime accept my apologies.
I think everyone should have the right to express themselves in their own manner. No two people will ever truly think alike... they might think in a similar fashion but it won't be identicle... so no two people will truly express themselves in the same way. Just something I think.
Spirits:
Spirits wander through the night
Feasting on a terrible delight,
Broken dreams swirl in the dusk,
The wafting scent of muted musk.
Spirits call from beyond the grave
Whispering taints of a long passed age,
Broken shouts and caterwauling,
Screams of unending rage.
Voices cry out in the night
Ripped and filled with glee,
Voices filling night’s pure peace
With tainted insanity.
Spirits hate that you should live
While their age is gone,
They want to take your immortal soul
Down the darkness hell forevermore.
The spirits call
But do beware,
Their chilling words bring death.
The spirits call
But listen not,
For their words are naught but taint,
Keep true to self,
And remember love,
And safety thou shalt have.
just wondering, anyone here been going to anime expo 05?
my nickname for the expo is Silent Knight if anyone even cares
Hey I wrote this poem bout 2 weeks ago, i wanted to post it then but i was to gosh darn busy!! I wrote this poem for the pastor at my church, now i'm not religious at all so it was weird to write this, I personally dislike it but, its juss a poem and i thought i should submit is!! So here is now!!
Made It
I'm living on the streets
Where die I go wrong
The wind bites through me
My tattered coat failing
My hair is freezing
I am tired and sneezing
Do I disserve this?
Have I done wrong?
I was there for World War II
So is it wrong to pray for more?
I ran through blood stained field
And I fought for my country
Yet now I lay on the concrete
My past but a fleeting memory
But in all my sorrow and praising I have
Not yet given in, for I save
My biggest hopes for when I'm sad
I will have freedom
And I will escape these shackles
I am sad, but I still praise
I know he is listening
I will taste the dish of equality
Till my......Till the last.......
A child's breath falls on me
And my frosted eyes are opened
And at last I see my freedom
And although the light blinds me
I see, I know
I know that I am in God's kingdom,
And the peace that I prayed and longed
For, is now,
Is now with me
I trusted in the Lord
Thank You......Thank You...
*head shoots up* Did someone say Shakespeare?! I love Shakespeare! I don't know his sonnets as well as his plays, but I know a little about them...
>>AngelKate - Just Some Girl is a show of how you use various styles of poetry. This one is different from ones you've submitted before, but as always, I like it. It's so...realistic, I guess. It could be used to describe the feelings of countless (anonymous) teen girls...yet again, well done.
This is an old poem of mine, written well over a year ago, for a guy I had this huge crush on.
(I don't have the crush anymore so it amuses me to think that I wrote this
for him now 
) But I still think it's a good poem and I hope you guys like it.
Just Some Girl
All I can do is watch you from afar,
As you do not know the strong,
Pure,
True love
That I have for you,
Burning deep inside my soul.
You will never know
For I am just some girl
In your English class
Who you say hi to sometimes
When no one else is around to talk
I cry at night,
For you do not,
And will not know
The extent of my feelings for you.
I have loved you
Since the day we met,
And I always will love you
No matter what.
But you will never know.
For I am just some girl.
In your English class,
Who you say hi to sometimes
When no one else is around to talk.
My heart aches for your love in return,
Even though I know
Your love I will never receive.
I have given you a piece of my heart,
My soul,
My life.
Forever you shall remain there,
Locked deep inside.
Your memory will never fade;
I am yours always.
But you will never know.
For I am just some girl,
In your English class,
Who you say hi to sometimes,
When no one else is around to talk.
huh... y ur poem turn out like that.. hiks.. sorri... =P
haha... dark but i like it very much.. =p
hi does anybody here knows Shakespeare sonnets? i need help bout that.
I know what you mean; that's happened to me, too. People have a tendency to freak out about it, though...I'm not sure why. I like i as well, even if it is a little...umm, scary? I'm not sure if that's the right word, but it's the only one I can come up with at the moment
Thanks much for the comments... I don't even really know what I was thinking when I wrote that one. It just kinda came out of nowhere... just forming as I was writing it. I like it though.
Yay, comment time!
>> gilesaquil - First of all, thanks for the compliment on my little prose...I designed it so people would be thinking one thing, though in the end it was another, totally unrelated thing. As for Call to Conversion, I really like this...it sorta "hit the spot", you know what I mean? It's so true...very well-put. Sacred Ground...it was beautiful! Another one of those poems that somehow seems to connect with the soul...if that makes no sense, I'm sorry.
>> chaoticalchemist - Umm...it says you're a banned member, but I'll still comment, I guess. Summer Air was sweet! So cute...I loved the last two lines: "Even though you'll be gone come yesterday/I'll always remember you." Aww...
>> tobiast88 - If "twisted love" is what you were aiming for in Love in Hell, I'd say you nailed it...*shudders* It was kind of creepy...then again, so was Crucifixion. Dark and scary...well written, yeah, but still scary *shudders again*
>> Tirdaelyn - Fallen makes me see...pain, I guess. It's so sad! So few words to convey such large emotion...nicely done.
There is a reason for me using the word Sorrow instead of Sorrowful. I wanted to show the feeling as an object so I decided to use a noun. As for the word Nether, that word is how it is. It is not suppose to be Neither. I wanted to say that my poems ascend above emotions of joy and sorrow, and that it's never below that.
In addition, "...sorrow, "neither" for nether..." the word nether is an adjective, so having it follows a prepositional word, does not fit well.
I like being prissy in English too. Isn't grammar fun? =D
Tirdaelyn: wow. Great stuff! If you could change it slightly to stick to a rhyme pattern ( i'm big on those, hehe) I think it could be even better! But if you don't want don't mind me
Let's continue in the dark, cruel theme, shall we?
Crucifixion
The windows are flung wide
Pain smiles with razor teeth
The shadows laugh beneath
Because I have just died
Syringes glint so clear
Array of poisoned sleep
In veins will plunge so deep
An artificial cheer
Flowers bloom; their stems
Are rooted in the blood
Of virgin, murdered doves
An insane requiem
That’s sung uncaringly
By senile shrouded moons
I’ll be descending soon
On wings of shattered screams
I’ll sing on my way down
I’ll play the violin
The strings my arm-nerves; sin
I’ll wear like a black crown
Of thorns. The irony
Does not escape you, no?
A wicked christ so low
That hell won’t hear his pleas?
My cross is evil dreams
My nails are heaven’s lies
No spear will pierce my side
Already death holds me
I’m crucified by pain
By drugs and bloody blooms
I’ll join you very soon...
I’ve never liked religion anyway
Inspired after reading "the crow" by J.O. Barr. Great story, great drawings... *droooool*
Feedback?
That is a great poem gilesaquil. It really captures the reader, and captivates the mind. Great job. I really like it.
***
Fallen:
Broken feathers,
Falling snow,
Blistered heart
Nothing to know.
Fallen spirit
Wandering alone,
Broken heart
Frozen within the snow.
Fallen Angel
Alone with her pain,
Tainted beyond redemption,
For a broken heart gone insane.
Tears of blood
Stream down a crystalline face,
Tainting the purity of beauty,
But only a broken shell of grace.
Broken dreams
Lay upon the floor,
A ghost of purity now gone
Like waves upon the shore.
She fell from grace
To lie broken on the frozen ground,
A silent scream,
Snapping feathers without a sound.
Broken dreams
For a broken soul,
Fallen angel
Without life to make her whole.
That's the work of the very talented AngelKate. ^^ Yeah, it's a great piece. ^^
Wow...haha. Finally... ^^
Got this finished almost a week before...but oh well. I used largely the same style as in the previous piece, so just look at this one in that context, I guess. ^^
>>>>>
Sacred Ground
June 14, 2005
Beyond the traveled fields of gold
Beyond the farthest realms
There stands a mount of legends old
Which sees no river's end
Its peak, it soars into the skies
Beyond where eyes could see
Where neither crow nor eagle flies
But where great powers be
I am but one of gallant few
Who dare to walk the path
Brave all the trials, forge anew
And face unspoken wrath
The pilgrims, though unwritten still
Had paths of same design
Of courage, faith and hope until
Attaining the divine
The pouch I had, I filled with grace
So too upon my soul
Now setting out, I turned to face
The road towards my goal
Yet as I strove atop a cliff
And looked beyond the ledge
A thousand headstones froze me stiff
And clung me to the edge
The darkness closed upon me but
My eyes still held their gaze
A dread was seeping from my gut
My flame no more ablaze
As I beheld the graves and bones
And horrors there abound
Upon the dunes beyond the stones
My eyes had glanced around
I noticed footprints on the sand
One man had made it through
In this I found new purpose and
The strength inside me grew
The way ahead is still far off
This was but the first breath
I'd follow in the footsteps of
The one who conquered death
And looking back, I now can see
His footprints in the dust
The others followed faithfully
So follow him I must
I know not why it took this long
To finally have found
That I, while journeying along
Do tread on sacred ground
Hey, I love "To You I Am Invisible" poem ^^ I dunno who wrote that since it is quoted many times
but
yeah, I love it 