“Take me disappearing, through the smoke rings of my mind, down the foggy ruins of time…”
Bob Dylan (1941) American singer-songwriter, musician, author, and artist
Song lyrics, Bringing It All Back Home (1965), Mr. Tambourine Man
Source: The Stories of Breece D'J Pancake
“Take me disappearing, through the smoke rings of my mind, down the foggy ruins of time…”
Bob Dylan (1941) American singer-songwriter, musician, author, and artist
Song lyrics, Bringing It All Back Home (1965), Mr. Tambourine Man
Babe Ruth (1895–1948) American baseball player
As quoted and paraphrased in "I Have Been a Babe and a Boob" by Joe Winkworth, in Collier's (October 31, 1925), p. 15
Context: "I am through—through with the pests and the good-time guys. Between them and a few crooks I have thrown away more than a quarter of a million dollars. I have been a Babe—and a Boob. I'm through." [Ruth] confesses he faces either oblivion or the hard task of complete reformation. [He] realizes that he must make good all over again. "I am going to do it," he said. "I was going to be the exception, the popular hero who could do as he pleased. But all those people were right. Babe and Boob—that was me all over. Now, though, I know that if I am to wind up sitting pretty on the world I've got to face the facts and admit I have been the sappiest of saps. All right, I admit it. I haven't any desire to kid myself."
Kent Hovind (1953) American young Earth creationist
Dissertation for doctor of philosophy in christian education (May 25, 1991)
Rumi (1207–1273) Iranian poet
"A Community of the Spirit" in Ch. 1 : The Tavern, p. 2
Disputed, The Essential Rumi (1995)
Sesson Yūbai (1290–1347) Japanese Zen Buddhist monk of the Rinzai sect
Source: Bingatshū, as cited in: Katō, Shūichi. A History of Japanese Literature: From the Man'yōshū to Modern Times, 1997. p. 105.
Elisabeth Tova Bailey book The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating
The Sound of a Wild Snail Eating (2010), "Epilogue," page 170
Derrick Jensen book A Language Older Than Words
A Language Older Than Words (2000)
"Simon Stimson"
Our Town (1938)
Context: That's what it was to be alive. To move about in a cloud of ignorance; to go up and down trampling on the feelings of those... of those about you. To spend and waste time as though you had a million years. To be always at the mercy of one self-centered passion, or another. Now you know — that's the happy existence you wanted to go back to. Ignorance and blindness.