The Oxford dictionary of modern quotations (49 page)

window at high noon and tell me it smells like roses. I want his pecker in

my pocket.

In David Halberstam Best and Brightest (1972) ch. 20

It's probably better to have him [J. Edgar Hoover] inside the tent pissing

out, than outside pissing in.

In David Halberstam Best and Brightest (1972) ch. 20

Jerry Ford is so dumb he can't fart and chew gum at the same time.

In Richard Reeves A Ford, not a Lincoln (1975) ch. 2

For the first time in our history, it is possible to conquer poverty.

Speech to Congress, 16 Mar. 1964, in New York Times 17 Mar. 1964, p. 22

All I have I would have given gladly not to be standing here today.

Speech to Congress, 27 Nov. 1963, in Public Papers of the Presidents of

the United States: Lyndon B. Johnson 1963-64 vol. 1, p. 8 (after the

previous president, J. F. Kennedy, was assassinated)

We have talked long enough in this country about equal rights. We have

talked for a hundred years or more. It is time now to write the next

chapter, and to write it in the books of law.

Speech to Congress, 27 Nov. 1963, in Public Papers of the Presidents of

the United States: Lyndon B. Johnson 1963-64 vol. 1, p. 9

We hope that the world will not narrow into a neighbourhood before it has

broadened into a brotherhood.

Speech at lighting of the Nation's Christmas Tree, 22 Dec. 1963, in

Public Papers of the Presidents of the United States: Lyndon B. Johnson

1963-64, vol. 1, item 65

This administration today, here and now declares unconditional war on

poverty in America.

State of the Union address to Congress, 8 Jan. 1964, in Public Papers of

the Presidents of the United States: Lyndon B. Johnson 1963-64 vol. 1, p.

114

In your time we have the opportunity to move not only toward the rich

society and the powerful society, but upward to the Great Society.

Speech at University of Michigan, 22 May 1964, in Public Papers of the

Presidents of the United States: Lyndon B. Johnson 1963-64 vol. 1, p. 704

We Americans know, although others appear to forget, the risks of

spreading conflict. We still seek no wider war.

Speech on radio and television, 4 Aug. 1964, in Public Papers of the

Presidents of the United States: Lyndon B. Johnson 1963-64 vol. 2, p. 927

We are not about to send American boys 9 or 10,000 miles away from home to

do what Asian boys ought to be doing for themselves.

Speech at Akron University, 21 Oct. 1964, in Public Papers of the

Presidents of the United States: Lyndon B. Johnson 1963-64 vol. 2, p.

1391

Extremism in the pursuit of the Presidency is an unpardonable vice.

Moderation in the affairs of the nation is the highest virtue.

Speech in New York, 31 Oct. 1964, in Public Papers of the Presidents of

the United States: Lyndon B. Johnson 1963-64 vol. 2, p. 1559

A President's hardest task is not to do what is right, but to know what is

right.

State of the Union address to Congress, 4 Jan. 1965, in Public Papers of

the Presidents of the United States: Lyndon B. Johnson 1965 vol. 1, p. 9

I am a free man, an American, a United States Senator, and a Democrat, in

that order.

Texas Quarterly Winter 1958

10.18 Philander Chase Johnson =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

1866-1939

Cheer up! the worst is yet to come!

Everybody's Magazine May 1920

10.19 Philip Johnson =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

1906-

Architecture is the art of how to waste space.

New York Times 27 Dec. 1964, p. 9E

10.20 Hanns Johst =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

1890-1978

Wenn ich Kultur h�re...entsichere ich meinen Browning!

Whenever I hear the word culture...I release the safety-catch of my

Browning [pistol]!

Schlageter (1933) act 1, sc. 1. Often attributed to Hermann Goering

10.21 Al Jolson =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

1886-1950

It can be revealed for the first time that it was in San Francisco [in

1906] that Al Jolson first uttered his immortal slogan, "You ain't heard

nuttin' yet!" One night at the cafe he had just finished a song when a

deafening burst of noise from a building project across the street drowned

out the applause. At the top of his lungs, Jolson screamed, "You think

that's noise--you ain't heard nuttin' yet!" And he proceeded to deliver an

encore which for sheer blasting power put to everlasting shame all the

decibels of noise the carpenters, the brick-layers and the drillers could

scare up between them.

Martin Abramson Real Story of Al Jolson (1950) p. 12

10.22 James Jones =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

1921-

From here to eternity.

Title of novel (1951). Cf. Rudyard Kipling 123:16

10.23 LeRoi Jones =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

See Imamu Amiri Baraka (2.13)

10.24 Erica Jong =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

1942-

The zipless fuck is the purest thing there is. And it is rarer than the

unicorn. And I have never had one.

Fear of Flying (1973) ch. 1

10.25 Janis Joplin =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

1943-1970

Oh, Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz

My friends all drive Porsches,

I must make amends.

Mercedes Benz (1970 song)

Fourteen heart attacks and he had to die in my week. In MY week.

Said when Eisenhower's death prevented her photograph from being on the

front cover of Newsweek, in New Musical Express 12 Apr. 1969

10.26 Sir Keith Joseph =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

1918-

Perhaps there is at work here a process, apparent in many situations but

imperfectly understood, by which problems reproduce themselves from

generation to generation. If I refer to this as a "cycle of deprivation" I

do not want to be misunderstood.

Speech in London to Pre-School Playgroups Association, 29 June 1972

10.27 James Joyce =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

1882-1941

Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general all over Ireland. It was

falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills,

falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling

into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, upon every part

of the lonely churchyard on the hill where Michael Furey lay buried. It

lay thickly drifted on the crooked crosses and headstones, on the spears

of the little gate, on the barren thorns. His soul swooned slowly as he

heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling,

like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.

Dubliners (1914) "The Dead"

riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings

us by a commodious vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and

Environs.

Finnegans Wake (1939) pt. 1, p. 3

That ideal reader suffering from an ideal insomnia.

Finnegans Wake (1939) pt. 1, p. 120

The flushpots of Euston and the hanging garments of Marylebone.

Finnegans Wake (1939) pt. 1, p. 192

O

tell me all about

Anna Livia! I want to hear all

about Anna Livia. Well, you know Anna Livia?

Yes, of course, we all know Anna Livia. Tell me all. Tell me now.

Finnegans Wake (1939) pt. 1, p. 196

Tell me, tell me, tell me, elm! Night night! Telmetale of stem or stone.

Beside the rivering waters of hitherandthithering waters of. Night!

Finnegans Wake (1939) pt. 1, p. 216

All moanday, tearsday, wailsday, thumpsday, frightday, shatterday till the

fear of the Law.

Finnegans Wake (1939) pt. 2, p. 301

Three quarks for Muster Mark!

Finnegans Wake (1939) pt. 2, p. 383

The Gracehoper was always jigging ajog, hoppy on akkant of his joyicity.

Finnegans Wake (1939) pt. 3, p. 414

If I seen him bearing down on me now under whitespread wings like he'd

come from Arkangels, I sink I'd die down over his feet, humbly dumbly,

only to washup. Yes, tid. There's where. First. We pass through grass

behush the bush to. Whish! A gull. Gulls. Far calls. Coming, far! End

here. Us then. Finn, again! Take. Bussoftlhee, mememormee! Till

thousendsthee. Lps. The keys to. Given! A way a lone a last a loved a

long the

Finnegans Wake (1939) pt. 4, p. 627

Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming

down along the road and this moocow that was down along the road met a

nicens little boy named baby tuckoo.

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916) ch. 1

The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or

beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence,

indifferent, paring his fingernails.

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916) ch. 5

Ireland is the old sow that eats her farrow.

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916) ch. 5

Pity is the feeling which arrests the mind in the presence of whatsoever

is grave and constant in human sufferings and unites it with the human

sufferer. Terror is the feeling which arrests the mind in the presence of

whatsoever is grave and constant in human sufferings and unites it with

the secret cause.

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916) ch. 5

Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of

experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience

of my race....Old father, old artificer, stand me now and ever in good

stead.

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916) ch. 5

I will not serve that in which I no longer believe whether it call itself

my home, my fatherland or my church: and I will try to express myself in

some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using

for my defence the only arms I allow myself to use, silence, exile, and

cunning.

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916) ch. 5

Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of

lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow dressinggown,

ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him by the mild morning air. He

held the bowl aloft and intoned:

--Introibo ad altare Dei.

Ulysses (1922) p. 1

The snotgreen sea. The scrotumtightening sea.

Ulysses (1922) p. 5

It is a symbol of Irish art. The cracked lookingglass of a servant.

Ulysses (1922) p. 7

When I makes tea I makes tea, as old mother Grogan said. And when I makes

water I makes water.... Begob, ma'am, says Mrs. Cahill, God send you don't

make them in the one pot.

Ulysses (1922) p. 12

I fear those big words, Stephen said, which make us so unhappy.

Ulysses (1922) p. 31

History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.

Ulysses (1922) p. 34

Lawn Tennyson, gentleman poet.

Ulysses (1922) p. 50

Mr Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls. He

liked thick giblet soup, nutty gizzards, a stuffed roast heart, liver

slices fried with crustcrumbs, fried hencod's roes. Most of all he liked

grilled mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of faintly

scented urine.

Ulysses (1922) p. 53

Come forth, Lazarus! And he came fifth and lost the job.

Ulysses (1922) p. 102

She used to say Ben Dollard had a base barreltone voice.

Ulysses (1922) p. 147

A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the

portals of discovery.

Ulysses (1922) p. 182

Greater love than this, he said, no man hath that a man lay down his wife

for his friend. Go thou and do likewise. Thus, or words to that effect,

saith Zarathustra, sometime regius professor of French letters to the

university of Oxtail.

Ulysses (1922) p. 375

The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.

Ulysses (1922) p. 651

He kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as

another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he

asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms

around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all

perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will

Yes.

Ulysses (1922) p. 732

When a young man came up to him in Zurich and said, "May I kiss the hand

that wrote Ulysses?" Joyce replied, somewhat like King Lear, "No, it did

lots of other things too."

Richard Ellmann James Joyce (1959) p. 114

10.28 William Joyce (Lord Haw-Haw) =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

1906-1946

Germany calling! Germany calling!

Habitual introduction to propaganda broadcasts to Britain during the

Second World War

10.29 Jack Judge and Harry Williams =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-