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Do celu tam się wysiada. Lec Stanisław Jerzy (pierw. de Tusch-Letz, 1909-1966)
A bogowie grają w kości i nie pytają wcale czy chcesz przyłączyć się do gry (. . . ) Bogowie kpią sobie z twojego poukładanego życia (. . . ) nie przejmują się zbytnio ani naszymi planami na przyszłość ani oczekiwaniami. Gdzieś we wszechświecie rzucają kości i przypadkiem wypada twoja kolej. I odtąd zwyciężyć lub przegrać - to tylko kwestia szczęścia. Borys Pasternak
Idąc po kurzych jajach nie podskakuj. Przysłowie szkockie
I Herkules nie poradzi przeciwko wielu.
Dialog półinteligentów równa się monologowi ćwierćinteligenta. Stanisław Jerzy Lec (pierw. de Tusch - Letz, 1909-1966)
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.6; E124| Lay them on skins of Tygers & of the spotted Leopard & the Wild AssM27.7; E124| Till they revive, or bury them in cool grots, making lamentation.M27.8; E124| This Wine-press is call'd War on Earth, it is the Printing-PressM27.9; E124| Of Los; and here he lays his words in order above the mortal brainM27.10; E124| As cogs are formd in a wheel to turn the cogs of the adverse wheel. M27.11; E124| Timbrels & violins sport round the Wine-presses; the little Seed;M27.12; E124| The sportive Root, the Earth-worm, the gold Beetle; the wise Emmet;M27.13; E124| Dance round the Wine-presses of Luvah: the Centipede is there:M27.14; E124| The ground Spider with many eyes: the Mole clothed in velvetM27.15; E124| The ambitious Spider in his sullen web; the lucky golden Spinner;M27.16; E124| The Earwig armd: the tender Maggot emblem of immortality:M27.17; E124| The Flea: Louse: Bug: the Tape-Worm: all the Armies of Disease:M27.18; E124| Visible or invisible to the slothful vegetating Man.M27.19; E124| The slow Slug: the Grasshopper that sings & laughs & drinks:M27.20; E124| Winter comes, he folds his slender bones without a murmur.M27.21; E124| The cruel Scorpion is there: the Gnat: Wasp: Hornet & the Honey Bee:M27.22; E124| The Toad & venomous Newt; the Serpent clothd in gems & gold:M27.23; E124| They throw off their gorgeous raiment: they rejoice with loud jubileeM27.24; E124| Around the Wine-presses of Luvah, naked & drunk with wine.M27.25; E124| There is the Nettle that stings with soft down; and thereM27.26; E124| The indignant Thistle: whose bitterness is bred in his milk:M27.27; E124| Who feeds on contempt of his neighbour: there all the idle WeedsM27.28; E124| That creep around the obscure places, shew their various limbs.M27.29; E124| Naked in all their beauty dancing round the Wine-presses.M27.30; E124| But in the Wine-presses the Human grapes sing not, nor danceM27.31; E124| They howl & writhe in shoals of torment; in fierce flames consuming,M27.32; E125| In chains of iron & in dungeons circled with ceaseless fires.M27.33; E125| In pits & dens & shades of death: in shapes of torment & woe.M27.34; E125| The plates & screws & wracks & saws & cords & fires & cisternsM27.35; E125| The cruel joys of Luvahs Daughters lacerating with knivesM27.36; E125| And whips their Victims & the deadly sport of Luvahs Sons.M27.37; E125| They dance around the dying, & they drink the howl & groanM27.38; E125| They catch the shrieks in cups of gold, they hand them to one another:M27.39; E125| These are the sports of love, & these the sweet delights of amorous playM27.40; E125| Tears of the grape, the death sweat of the cluster the last sighM27.41; E125| Of the mild youth who listens to the lureing songs of LuvahM27.42; E125| But Allamanda calld on Earth Commerce, is the Cultivated landM27.43; E125| Around the City of Golgonooza in the Forests of Entuthon:M27.44; E125| Here the Sons of Los labour against Death Eternal; through allM27.45; E125| The Twenty-seven Heavens of Beulah in Ulro, Seat of Satan,M27.46; E125| Which is the False Tongue beneath Beulah: it is the Sense of Touch: M27.47; E125| The Plow goes forth in tempests & lightnings & the narrow cruelM27.48; E125| In blights of the east; the heavy Roller follows in howlings of woe.M27.49; E125| Urizens sons here labour also; & here are seen the MillsM27.50; E125| Of Theotormon, on the verge of the Lake of Udan-Adan:M27.51; E125| These are the starry voids of night & the depths & caverns of earthM27.52; E125| These Mills are oceans, clouds & waters ungovernable in their furyM27.53; E125| Here are the stars created & the seeds of all things plantedM27.54; E125| And here the Sun & Moon recieve their fixed destinationsM27.55; E125| But in Eternity the Four Arts: Poetry, Painting, Music,M27.56; E125| And Architecture which is Science: are the Four Faces of Man.M27.57; E125| Not so in Time & Space: there Three are shut out, and onlyM27.58; E125| Science remains thro Mercy: & by means of Science, the ThreeM27.59; E125| Become apparent in time & space, in the Three Professionst240M27.60; E125| Poetry in Religion: Music, Law: Painting, in Physic & Surgery:M27.61; E125| That Man may live upon Earth till the time of his awaking,M27.62; E125| And from these Three, Science derives every Occupation of Men.M27.63; E125| And Science is divided into Bowlahoola & Allamanda.M28.1; E125| Some Sons of Los surround the Passions with porches of iron & silverM28.2; E125| Creating form & beauty around the dark regions of sorrow,M28
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