The Time Governor must still be working.. and another static quote informs me:
...the immeasurable meaning of his black eyes. --Walt Whitman
11:48
The envious waves forbid the trace to stay. --Anna Seward
12:25
A wandering madman was seeking the touchstone, with matted locks, tawny and dust-laden, and body worn to a shadow, his lips tight-pressed. --Rabindranath Tagore
13:51
To err is human, but is feels divine. --Mae West
14:31
Where there is sorrow, there is holy ground. --Oscar Wilde
15:46
Even on the most exalted throne in the world we are only sitting on our own bottom. --Michel de Montaigne
17:00
Waiting, lonely and sightless, mere paper limning their souls from that colorless aching desert of nescience.
18:53
(This one is interesting in that it doesn't have an attributed author.)
Waiting, lonely and sightless, mere paper limning their souls from that colorless aching desert of nescience.
19:01
(It's a minute passed the hour... and this quote remains...)
As I came through the desert: All was black, in heaven no single star. --James Thomson
21:10
Waiting, lonely and sightless, mere paper limning their souls from that colorless aching desert of nescience.
22:04
(again!)
When the water rises, hurry to get some. --Thai Proverb
23:12
Even on the most exalted throne in the world we are only sitting on our own bottom. --Michel de Montaigne
0:05
The birds, in the endless waterfalls of the trees, shook open the snowy pleats of their wings, and drifted away. --Mary Oliver
0:33
Where there is sorrow, there is holy ground. --Oscar Wilde
1:34
(a change in pacing...)
12:25
A wandering madman was seeking the touchstone, with matted locks, tawny and dust-laden, and body worn to a shadow, his lips tight-pressed. --Rabindranath Tagore
13:51
To err is human, but is feels divine. --Mae West
14:31
Where there is sorrow, there is holy ground. --Oscar Wilde
15:46
Even on the most exalted throne in the world we are only sitting on our own bottom. --Michel de Montaigne
17:00
Waiting, lonely and sightless, mere paper limning their souls from that colorless aching desert of nescience.
18:53
(This one is interesting in that it doesn't have an attributed author.)
Waiting, lonely and sightless, mere paper limning their souls from that colorless aching desert of nescience.
19:01
(It's a minute passed the hour... and this quote remains...)
As I came through the desert: All was black, in heaven no single star. --James Thomson
21:10
Waiting, lonely and sightless, mere paper limning their souls from that colorless aching desert of nescience.
22:04
(again!)
When the water rises, hurry to get some. --Thai Proverb
23:12
Even on the most exalted throne in the world we are only sitting on our own bottom. --Michel de Montaigne
0:05
The birds, in the endless waterfalls of the trees, shook open the snowy pleats of their wings, and drifted away. --Mary Oliver
0:33
Where there is sorrow, there is holy ground. --Oscar Wilde
1:34
(a change in pacing...)
3 comments:
Even before the end, I'd observed that these quotes had been changing every hour, but perhaps not exactly at the hour, or even staying for a full hour. They seem to be in an ordered list, and at some point, not always the same point in the list, the pattern would reverse, and go up the list again, and you'd see the same quote within an hour or two of having just seen it.
These are the same quotes that have been in GoKrida since I've existed; you may remember that I collected them here. There is only one that I don't have on that page; I never saw it before all the recent strange changes:
We are more often frightened than hurt; and we suffer more from imagination than from reality. --Seneca
Aeneas?
That was Le-Newa
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