Illyria: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief? Wesley: There's love. There's hope...for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy...that your life will lead you to some joy...that after everything...you can still be surprised. Illyria: Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?

'Shells'


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Theodosia - Apr 30, 2004 7:19:22 am PDT #6060 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

Polter-Cow:

There once was a country named Canada
Who thought all the Yankees were mad at the
Silly Canucks
With their looneys and ducks,
But in truth, it's just hard to rhyme "Canada."


Jess M. - Apr 30, 2004 7:39:50 am PDT #6061 of 10000
Let me just say that popularity with people on public transportation does not equal literary respect. --Jesse

Vortex, in Literary:

The movie is never as good as the book. (which was also my answer if people asked why I hadn't seen The Passion)


Connie Neil - Apr 30, 2004 11:11:35 am PDT #6062 of 10000
brillig

The Bitches at play

Erin I would probably be a much happier person if I just went around sporking people and then setting them on fire.

NoiseDesign That's your answer for everything. Well, everything that isn't answered by "Let's stick a spork in it."

Erin A spork is NOT a toy.

NoiseDesign Of course not, that's what Knives are for.

Erin Yes, but knives are obvious.

A spork, now...Sporks have subtley. No one ever foresees their death by spork. Sporks are stealthy.


beth b - Apr 30, 2004 5:42:48 pm PDT #6063 of 10000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

beth b - Apr 30, 2004 5:51:18 pm PDT #6064 of 10000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

Neighbors

I stapled the Canadians
To their side of the border
But they wouldn't stay put
nor follow our order

Perhaps because
I used my library's stapler
At any rate, I'm sure
Vermont syrup's mapler.

Canadians are mean
But at least they don't stink
Like some other furriners
And dog breath, and mink

But they're so damned
"Nice" and also cute, it
Seems they're just too
Darned Canadian aboot it

Frost said, "Good fences
make good neighbors"
He didn't know about Canadians
Nor their evil labors

A Berliner might tell you,
"Eventually it will fall,"
But China's got the ticket
With their big, honkin' wall

our own Topic!Cindy


Theodosia - May 01, 2004 9:11:00 am PDT #6065 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

Two from Great Write Way, context be damned:

erikaj :

If the world ends, will somebody come take my dictation?

connie neil:

Nearly every job I've gotten can be traced back to a Secretarial Typing course I took in high school. IBM Selectrics, those honking big beasts. First day of class, first instructions. "Turn on the machines". Big whirr of fans. "Hit the Return button." The guy sitting behind me does, and the carriage return flies off the machine onto the floor. He stares at it, then looks at the teacher.

"I should just drop this class now, right?"


Pix - May 02, 2004 4:49:12 am PDT #6066 of 10000
The status is NOT quo.

Gus in Natter expressing one of the constant problems with posting on an articulate board:

OK, five attempts spell "Mediterranean", followed by a really long look at "synchronicities" in a suspicious manner makes me think it is time to toddle off.


Cass - May 02, 2004 5:39:46 pm PDT #6067 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

in Angel:

Cindy: Screw you WB, and your little frog, too.


DCJensen - May 03, 2004 6:42:51 am PDT #6068 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.

P. M. Marcontell, in the Minearverse:

I'm a 12 year old boy. With tits.


Topic!Cindy - May 03, 2004 7:14:55 am PDT #6069 of 10000
What is even happening?

Teppy: Announcement: I find the "Announcement/Analysis" format strange and off-putting.

Analysis: I am perhaps a crankypants today. Send coffee and pastry.