326. Quotes
Percy Bysshe Shelley
(1792-1827), English Romantic poet who rebelled against English politics and conservative values.
All of us, who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.
Martin Luther King, Jr,
I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers. I have a dream today. I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together. This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring." And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania! Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado! Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California! But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia! Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee! Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"
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My Random Thots:
We need a local MLK! Since we don't have Martin Luther King, Jr here, Mr Mah Loo Kin oso can lah! Perhaps he too, can inspire Malaysians to have a DLEAM.
PLS TAKE NOTE THAT THIS IS MEANT TO BE TAKEN WITH A PINCH OF SALT. SO PLS TRY NOT TO BE OFFENDED OK?
I have a dleam lat one day le state of Penang, whose gobenor's lips ah plesently dlipping with le wods of inteposition and nullification, will be tlansformed into a situation where little boys and little girls of all races will be able to walk togeler as sisters and bladers. I have a dleam tolay. I have a dleam lat one lay evely valley sell be exalted, evely hill and mountain sell be made low, the lough places will be made plain, and the clooked places will be made slaight, and the gloly of the Lod shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it togeler. Lis is our hope. Lis is le faith with which I return to le South. With lis faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With lis faith we will be able to tlansform the jangling discords of our nation into a beauliful symphony of bladerhood. With lis faith we will be able to work togeler, to play togeler, to sluggle togeler, to go to jail togeler, to stand up for fleedom togeler, knowing lat we will be flee one lay.
Lis will be le lay when all of God's clildlen will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my falers died, land of the pilgrim's plide, from evely mountainside, let fleedom ling." And if Malaysia is to be a gleat nation, lis must become tlue. So let fleedom ling flom le prodigious hilltops of Bukit Larut. Let fleedom ling from le mighty mountains of Sabah. Let fleedom ling from the heightening range of Banjaran Titiwangsa! Let freedom ring from the top of Penang Hill in Penang! Let fleedom ling from the curvaceous peaks of Genting Highlands! But not only lat; let fleedom ling from stone caves of Kuching! Let fleedom ling from Mountain peaks of Gunung Tahan! Let fleedom ling flom evely hill and evely molehill of Pahang. Flom evely mountainside, let fleedom ling.
When we let fleedom ling, when we let it ling flom evely village and evely hamlet, from evely state and evely city, we will be able to speed up lat lay when all of God's childlen, black men, yellow men and brown men, Indians, Chinese and Malays, Hindus, Buddhists, Muslims, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Flee at last! flee at last! lank God Almigly, we ah flee at last!"
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It's now 21:30. How is it that I'm so free to write all this stuff? Well, apparently a lorry overturned on the penang bridge and caused a massive jam going over to Penang. So here I am stuck in my office on the mainland. Damn!
Percy Bysshe Shelley
(1792-1827), English Romantic poet who rebelled against English politics and conservative values.
All of us, who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.
Martin Luther King, Jr,
I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers. I have a dream today. I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together. This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring." And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania! Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado! Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California! But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia! Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee! Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"
_________________________
My Random Thots:
We need a local MLK! Since we don't have Martin Luther King, Jr here, Mr Mah Loo Kin oso can lah! Perhaps he too, can inspire Malaysians to have a DLEAM.
PLS TAKE NOTE THAT THIS IS MEANT TO BE TAKEN WITH A PINCH OF SALT. SO PLS TRY NOT TO BE OFFENDED OK?
I have a dleam lat one day le state of Penang, whose gobenor's lips ah plesently dlipping with le wods of inteposition and nullification, will be tlansformed into a situation where little boys and little girls of all races will be able to walk togeler as sisters and bladers. I have a dleam tolay. I have a dleam lat one lay evely valley sell be exalted, evely hill and mountain sell be made low, the lough places will be made plain, and the clooked places will be made slaight, and the gloly of the Lod shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it togeler. Lis is our hope. Lis is le faith with which I return to le South. With lis faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With lis faith we will be able to tlansform the jangling discords of our nation into a beauliful symphony of bladerhood. With lis faith we will be able to work togeler, to play togeler, to sluggle togeler, to go to jail togeler, to stand up for fleedom togeler, knowing lat we will be flee one lay.
Lis will be le lay when all of God's clildlen will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my falers died, land of the pilgrim's plide, from evely mountainside, let fleedom ling." And if Malaysia is to be a gleat nation, lis must become tlue. So let fleedom ling flom le prodigious hilltops of Bukit Larut. Let fleedom ling from le mighty mountains of Sabah. Let fleedom ling from the heightening range of Banjaran Titiwangsa! Let freedom ring from the top of Penang Hill in Penang! Let fleedom ling from the curvaceous peaks of Genting Highlands! But not only lat; let fleedom ling from stone caves of Kuching! Let fleedom ling from Mountain peaks of Gunung Tahan! Let fleedom ling flom evely hill and evely molehill of Pahang. Flom evely mountainside, let fleedom ling.
When we let fleedom ling, when we let it ling flom evely village and evely hamlet, from evely state and evely city, we will be able to speed up lat lay when all of God's childlen, black men, yellow men and brown men, Indians, Chinese and Malays, Hindus, Buddhists, Muslims, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Flee at last! flee at last! lank God Almigly, we ah flee at last!"
_______________________
It's now 21:30. How is it that I'm so free to write all this stuff? Well, apparently a lorry overturned on the penang bridge and caused a massive jam going over to Penang. So here I am stuck in my office on the mainland. Damn!
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