User:Poor Yorick

Memorable Passages
"Alas, Poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that."

-Hamlet, Act Five, Sc.1

One of the many greatest moments of Hamlet and Shakespeare's works.

"....You cannot separate the just from the unjust and the good from the wicked; For they stand together before the face of the sun even as the black thread and the white are woven together. And when the black thread breaks, the weaver shall look into the whole cloth, and he shall examine the loom also."

-Khalil Gibran, The Prophet

"It is supposed to be the most difficult task for a dancer to leap into a definite posture in such a way that there is not a second when he is grasping after the posture, but by the leap itself he stands fixed in that posture. Perhaps no dancer can do it -- that is what this knight does. Most people live dejectedly in worldly sorrow and joy; they are the ones who sit along the wall and do not join in the dance. The knights of infinity are dancers and possess elevation. They make the movements upward, and fall down again; and this too is no mean pastime, nor ungraceful to behold."

-Soren Aabye Kierkegaard, Fear and Trembling

Fields of Interest: Computer science, Software engineering, Astronomy, Philosophy.

A Little Lament
I've been on Wikipedia for a while, besides vacation I find it very useful in finding information. But alas, Poor Yorick, Wikipedia made me a Wikipediaholic Damn it Wiki, a POX on thee!! I've been on the 12 steps to recovery,  but got stuck on number three.

What to do, what to do What would be the prudent thing to do? Abstain thy Wiki? Ruin thee? Cry? On the verge of madness, was I

And then I realized, in my newfound philosophy That Wiki was a blessing, not a curse So I embarked on a quest for knowledge Searching for things like Gosport and nurse

To find in much horror, that it was BORING I'd much rather go out and meet a girl Throwing one-liners and scoring<BR> So I decided to leave my loft, my wings unfurled<BR>

And I am reminded, as I leave the computer<BR> Of an old folk parting, by two comedians, Johnny and Frank<BR> Good Bye, so long, farewell, adieu mon vieux<BR> Good Bye until we meet again!<BR>

(Probably next week, curse that Wikipediaholic ;) =Þ)