But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think;
'Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses
Instead of speech, may form a lasting link
Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces
Frail man, when paper - even a rag like this - ,
Survives himself, his tomb, and all that's his.
― Zora (Zora), Friday, 16 December 2005 14:02 (twenty years ago)
It's Byron, should you be unfamiliar.
― Zora (Zora), Friday, 16 December 2005 14:03 (twenty years ago)
"but words are thi"
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― grimly fiendish (grimlord), Friday, 16 December 2005 14:05 (twenty years ago)
"'Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses
Instead of speech, may form a lasting link "
@
he's right!
― grimly fiendish (grimlord), Friday, 16 December 2005 14:08 (twenty years ago)
But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think;
'Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses
Instead of speech, may form a lasting link
Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces
Frail man, when paper - even a rag like this - ,
Survives himself, his tomb, and all that's his lol.
― snowkitten (g-kit), Friday, 16 December 2005 15:41 (twenty years ago)