“Klopstock was questioned regarding the meaning of a passage in his poem. He replied, 'God and I both knew what it meant once; now God alone knows.'”
Cesare Lombroso
“The songs are the questions and the poems are the answers.”
J C A Rowe
“"That is well said," replied Candide, "but we must cultivate our garden”
Voltaire
“For 20 years they have been asking me the same question, who is the greatest? Maradona or Pele? I reply that all you have to do is look at the facts - how many goals did he score with his right foot or with his head?”
Pele
“I have been racking my brains and can find no reply [to] this very reasonable question. I can only suggest that the fictional part of me dried up.”
E. M. Forster
“They proposed this. Our reply was clear. We told them that we already have had two recent experiences regarding the truce that were not encouraging.”
Khaled Mashaal
“It Couldn't Be DoneSomebody said that it couldn't be done,But he with a chuckle repliedThat "maybe it couldn't," but he would be oneWho wouldn't say so till he'd tried.So he buckled right in with the trace of a grinOn his face. If he worried he hid it.He started to sing as he tackled the thingThat couldn't be done, and he did it. Somebody scoffed: "Oh, you'll never do that;At least no one ever has done it";But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,And the first thing we knew he'd begun it.With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,Without any doubting or quiddit,He started to sing as he tackled the thingThat couldn't be done, and he did it. There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,There are thousands to prophesy failure;There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,The dangers that wait to assail you.But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,Just take off your coat and go to it;Just start to sing as you tackle the thingThat "cannot be done," and you'll do it.”
Edgar A. Guest
