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“Mr False Pretence, you don't make sense I just don't know you But you make me cry, where's my kiss goodbye I think I love you”
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“Think of me, think of me fondly When we've said goodbye Remember me once in a while Please promise me, you'll try... Recall those days, look back on all those times Think of those things we'll never do There will never be a day When I won't think of you... Can it be? Can it be Christine... Long ago, it seems so long ago How young and innocent we were She may not remember me But I remember her”
Source : "The Phantom of the Opera". Musical by Andrew Lloyd Webber, Charles Hart and Richard Stilgoe, 1986.
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“I wanted to live. For the father and brother who I never knew and for my mother who was cheated of a life of happiness. I wanted to live for them. And I wanted to live for me.”
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“There is another old poet whose name I do not now remember who said, 'Truth is the daughter of Time.'”
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“On Wenlock Edge the wood's in trouble;His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves;The wind it plies the saplings double, And thick on Severn snow the leaves.”
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“These be Three silent things: The Falling snow. . . the hour Before the dawn. . . the mouth of one Just dead.”
Source : "Cinquain: Triad" l. 1 (1915)
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“Do you remember the time we met? The wind blew the snow about on the outside, the train moved, stopped, and then moved some more. It took us five hours to reach Tokyo, but I wasn't bored one bit. I didn't really get to hear so much about Nana. But I knew I would have loved... To hear what Nana had to say about herself. - Nana Komatsu”
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“Since both its national products, snow and chocolate, melt, the cuckoo clock was invented solely in order to give tourists something solid to remember it by....”
Source : Alan Coren (2008). “Chocolate and Cuckoo Clocks: The Essential Alan Coren”, p.184, Canongate Books
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“So, timely you came, and well you chose, You came when most needed, my winter rose. From the snow I pluck you, and fondly press Your leaves 'twixt the leaves of my leaflessness.”
Source : Alfred Austin, “My Winter Rose”
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“With watercolour, you can pick up the atmosphere, the temperature, the sound of snow shifting through the trees or over the ice of a small pond or against a windowpane. Watercolour perfectly expresses the free side of my nature.”
