Brexithasar Gelt
Supreme Patriarch of the Colleges of Magic   Altdorf, Uri, Switzerland
 
 
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Quotations
"Over himself, over his own body and mind, the individual is sovereign."
- 'On Liberty' by John Stuart Mill

"Despotism is a legitimate mode of government in dealing with barbarians, provided the end be their improvement, and the means justified by actually effecting that end."
- 'On Liberty' by John Stuart Mill

"In everything, do to others what you would have them do to you"
- Matthew 7:12

"Men ought to be either well treated or crushed"
- 'The Prince' by Niccolo Machiavelli

"The clever hawk hides its claws."
- Japanese Proverb

"Some men live and die in the shade of their olive trees. Some men change the world"
- Jean Lannes, 1st Duc de Montebello

"Passion fights, Reason wins"
- Peter Capaldi

"The reed that bends before the wind, also offers a form of resistance"
- Sun Tzu

"I have set my life upon a cast,
And I will stand the hazard of the die."
- 'Richard III' By William Shakespeare

"The world is grown so bad that wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch.
Since every jack became a gentleman, there’s many a gentle person made a jack."
- 'Richard III' By William Shakespeare

"Madness in great ones must not unwatched go."
- 'Hamlet' By William Shakespeare

Wise men speak because they have something to say; Fools because they have to say something.
- Plato

"What you are, I was; what I am, you will be."
- Roman gravestone inscription

"He who wields the knife never wears the crown"
- Michael Hesseltine

"We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
- 'Ulysses' by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

"Now this is the Law of the Jungle—as old and as true as the sky;
And the wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the wolf that shall break it must die.
As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk, the Law runneth forward and back;
For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack."
- 'The Jungle Book' by Rudyard Kipling

"Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings,
Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front;
And now, instead of mounting barded steeds
To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,
He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber
To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.

But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
Deformed, unfinish'd, sent before my time
Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionable
That dogs bark at me as I halt by them;
Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to spy my shadow in the sun
And descant on mine own deformity.

Then, since this earth affords no joy to me,
But to command, to cheque, to o'erbear such
As are of better person than myself,
I'll make my heaven to dream upon the crown,
And, whiles I live, to account this world but hell,
Until my mis-shaped trunk that bears this head
Be round impaled with a glorious crown.

And yet I know not how to get the crown,
For many lives stand between me and home:
And I,--like one lost in a thorny wood,
That rends the thorns and is rent with the thorns,
Seeking a way and straying from the way;
Not knowing how to find the open air,
But toiling desperately to find it out,--
Torment myself to catch the English crown:
And from that torment I will free myself,
Or hew my way out with a bloody axe!

Why, I can smile, and murder whiles I smile,
And cry 'Content' to that which grieves my heart,
And wet my cheeks with artificial tears,
And frame my face to all occasions.
I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid shall;
I'll slay more gazers than the basilisk;
I'll play the orator as well as Nestor,
Deceive more slily than Ulysses could,
And, like a Sinon, take another Troy.
I can add colours to the chameleon,
Change shapes with Proteus for advantages,
And set the murderous Machiavel to school!

Can I do this, and cannot get a crown?
Tut, were it farther off, I'll pluck it down."
- 'Richard III' by William Shakespeare

"Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death,
Rode the six hundred.
'Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns' he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldiers knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turned in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre-stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!"
- 'The Charge of the Light Brigade' by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

"Be not afeard, Be not afeard, the Isle is full of noises,
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not :
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears; and sometimes voices,
That if I then had wak’d after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again, and then in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open, and show riches
Ready to drop upon me, that when I wak’d
I cried, to dream again."
- 'The Tempest' by William Shakespeare

Any who get in my way will see their armour run into lead goblets, their blades melt, and their bones turned to GOLD! I will rise to the highest magical office in the land and this fool will NOT stop me!
Megaman.png Apr 23, 2017 @ 1:52pm 
You were foolish Hillary, you lost because you were weak.
Megaman.png Apr 23, 2017 @ 1:37pm 
Heh le pens not pencils....Your time has come
Megaman.png Feb 17, 2017 @ 5:11pm 
I need advice, I forgot what Aleppo is can you remind me?
Megaman.png Nov 12, 2016 @ 12:57pm 
But you DID beat HIllary, you DID beat hillary!
Megaman.png Mar 10, 2016 @ 3:20am 
Candy?!? Candy at school?!?