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from a literary or other creative work, chosen by the pumpking or release from a literary or other creative work, chosen by the pumpking or release
manager. This file assembles the known list of epigraph for posterity, manager. This file assembles the known list of epigraph for posterity,
and also links to the release announcements in mailing list archives. and also links to the release announcements in mailing list archives.
I<Note>: these have also been referred to as I<epigrams>, but the I<Note>: these have also been referred to as I<epigrams>, but the
definition of I<epigraph> is closer to the way they have been used. definition of I<epigraph> is closer to the way they have been used.
Consult your favorite dictionary for details. Consult your favorite dictionary for details.
=head1 EPIGRAPHS =head1 EPIGRAPHS
=head2 v5.31.11 - John F. Kennedy, National Committee for a Sane Nuclear Policy
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.porters/2020/04/msg257385.html>
Mankind must put an end to war, or war will put an end to mankind.
=head2 v5.31.10 - Christina Rossetti, "Remember"
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.porters/2020/03/msg257274.html>
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
=head2 v5.31.9 - Sten Nadolny, book The Discovery of Slowness
L<Announced on 2020-02-20 by Renee Bäcker|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.p
erl5.porters/2020/02/msg257144.html>
„When people talk too fast the content becomes as superfluous as the speed.“
=head2 v5.31.8 - Joe Perham, "Joe Perham's Guide to Hunting and Guide to Fishing
in Maine"
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rl.perl5.porters/2020/01/msg256894.html>
Harry used to cut wood for the Brown company over in Stoneham Red
Rock Basin. And of course he was the best shot in camp. One day the
foreman told him to go get some meat.
"Take any gun you want."
Harry says "I'll take the .45-70."
Foreman said "That gun's only got one bullet."
Harry says "I only need one bullet."
Took the .45-70, went out, an hour later he was back with two Moose,
a dozen trout you see, and a fluffy partridge. Went back to work.
Well at supper that night foreman says "Harry, um, something's
bothering me here a little bit. How did you get all that food with
only one bullet. I'm a little confused about the... the partridge,
there ain't a mark on him."
"Well", Harry says, "I'll tell ya. I took that .45-70, went back into
the woods a piece there I come to this brook. And I just uh, got to
the other side when I happen to see two moose in the swamp off
there. I figured I could get both of 'em. So I took out my huntin'
knife and stuck it into the mud, hilt foremost, sharp edge on the
blade towards me of course. I took dead aim on that knife, fired,
split that bullet and killed those two moose. Well you know the
recoil knocked me back into the brook. When I come up out of the
water, my pants were so full of fish that it popped a button off my
fly and killed that bird."
=head2 v5.31.7 - Bernard Werber
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porters/2019/12/msg256802.html>
Be quiet. Look at the stars and appreciate what you live.
=head2 v5.31.6 - Neal Stephenson, "Quicksilver"
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roup/perl.perl5.porters/2019/11/msg256646.html>
Invocation
State your intentions, Muse. I know you're there.
Dead bards who pined for you have said
You're bright as flame, but fickle as the air.
My pen and I, submerged in liquid shade,
Much dark can spread, on days and over reams
But without you, no radiance can shed.
Why rustle in the dark, when fledged with fire?
Craze the night with flails of light. Reave
Your turbid shroud. Bestow what I require.
But you're not in the dark. I do believe
I swim, like squid, in clouds of my own make,
To you, offensive. To us both, opaque.
What's constituted so, only a pen
Can penetrate. I have one here; let's go.
=head2 v5.31.5 - Edward Lear, ed. Vivien Noakes, "The Complete Nonsense and Othe
r Verse": The Daddy Long-legs and the Fly
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5.porters/2019/10/msg256478.html>
'O Mr Daddy Long-legs,'
Said Mr Floppy Fly,
'It's true I never go to court,
And I will tell you why.
If I had six long legs like yours,
At once I'd go to court!
But oh! I can't, because my legs
Are so extremely short.
And I'm afraid the King and Queen
(One in red, and one in green)
Would say aloud, "You are not fit,
You Fly, to come to court a bit!"'
=head2 v5.31.4 - Ann Leckie, "The Raven Tower"
L<Announced on 2019-09-20 by Max Maischein|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.
perl5.porters/2019/09/msg256254.html>
Stories can be risky for someone like me. What I say must be true, or it
will be made true, and if it cannot be made true - if I don't have the
power, or if what I have said is an impossibility - then I will pay the
price. I might more or less safely say, "Once there was a man who rode
home to attend his father's funeral and claim his inheritance, but
matters were not as he expected them to be." I do not doubt that such a
thing has happened more than once in all the time there have been
fathers to die and sons to succeed them. But to go any further, I must
supply more details - the specific actions of specific people, and their
specific consequences - and there I might blunder, all unknowing, into
untruth. It's safer for me to speak of what I know. Or to speak only in
the safest of generalities. Or else to say plainly at the beginning,
"Here is a story I have heard," placing the burden of truth or not on
the teller whose words I am merely accurately reporting.
But what is the story that I am telling? Here is another story I have
heard:
Once there were two brothers, and one of them wanted what the other had.
Bent all his will to obtain what the other had, no matter the cost.
Here is another story: Once there was a prisoner in a tower.
And another:
Once someone risked their life out of duty and loyalty to a friend.
Ah, there's a story that I might tell, and truthfully.
=head2 v5.31.3 - Samantha Harvey, "All Is Song"
L<Announced on 2019-08-20 by Tom Hukins|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.per
l5.porters/2019/08/msg256012.html>
We are born from unity, we divide into isolation. We winnow ourselves
out from the thing that first made sense of us and then expect to find
meaning, yet a fraction makes no sense without the number of which
it's a fractional part. We see loss, feel grief, give ourselves
illness, we're cells that have over-divided and we call the division
growth; the only real growth is in the return to unity, God, the
unifying principle.
Tired to his core, he turned the video off. The rain still poured as
he went upstairs, and in bed as he tripped down into the deep open
shaft of sleep he kept thinking that to divide by zero was to end up
with infinity, as was to divide by God. To divide by God, to divide
by God, over and over he thought it without sense; to divide by God; I
must tell my students that the way to pass their exams is to divide by
God. Then he must have slept, for it was morning.
=head2 v5.31.2 - Edward Lear, ed. Vivien Noakes, "The Complete Nonsense and Othe
r Verse": The Duck and the Kangaroo
L<Announced on 2019-07-20 by Steve Hay|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl
5.porters/2019/07/msg255639.html>
Said the Duck to the Kangaroo,
'Good gracious! how you hop!
Over the fields and the water too,
As if you never would stop!
My life is a bore in this nasty pond,
And I long to go out in the world beyond!
I wish I could hop like you!'
Said the Duck to the Kangaroo.
=head2 v5.31.1 - Kurt Vonnegut, _A Man without a Country_
L<Announced on 2019-06-20 by Karen Etheridge|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/per
l.perl5.porters/2019/06/msg255243.html>
On Tuesday, January 20, 2004, I sent Joel Bleifuss, my editor at _In These
Times_, this fax:
ON ORANGE ALERT HERE.
ECONOMIC TERRORIST ATTACK
EXPECTED AT 8 PM EST. KV
Worried, he called, asking what was up. I said I would tell him when I had
more complete information on the bombs George Bush was set to deliver in his
State of the Union address.
That night I got a call from my friend, the out-of-print-science-fiction
writer Kilgore Trout. He asked me, "Did you watch the State of the Union
address?"
"Yes, and it certainly helped to remember what the great British socialist
playwright George Bernard Shaw said about this planet."
"Which was?"
"He said, 'I don't know if there are men on the moon, but if there are, they
must be using the earth as their lunatic asylum.' And he wasn't talking
about the germs or the elephants. He meant we the people."
"Okay."
"You don't think this is the Lunatic Asylum of the Universe?"
"Kurt, I don't think I expressed an opinion one way of the other."
"We are killing this planet as a life-support system with the poisons from
all the thermodynamic whoopee we're making with atomic energy and fossil
fuels, and everybody knows it, and practically nobody cares. This is how
crazy we are. I think the planet's immune system is trying to get rid of us
with AIDS and new strains of flu and tuberculosis, and so on. I think the
planet should get rid of us. We're really awful animals. I mean, that dumb
Barbra Streisand song, 'People who need people are the luckiest people in
the world' -- she's talking about cannibals. Lots to eat. Yes, the planet is
trying to get rid of us, but I think it's too late."
And I said good-bye to my friend, hung up the phone, sat down and wrote this
epitaph: "The good Earth -- we could have saved it, but we were too damn
cheap and lazy."
=head2 v5.31.0 - Fumiko Enchi, Masks
L<Announced on 2019-05-24 by Sawyer X|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5
.porters/2019/05/msg254886.html>
The secrets inside her mind are like flowers in a garden at
nighttime, filling the darkness with perfume.
=head2 v5.30.2 - Francesco Maria Piave, trans. Deutsche Grammophon GmbH, "La tra
viata", Act II, Scene 2
L<Announced on 2020-03-14 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5
.porters/2020/03/msg257227.html>
FLORA, GASTON, DOCTOR, MARQUIS, CHORUS
(to Violetta)
Yes, you have suffered, but take heart!
Every one of us has shared your pain;
friends are around you to dry the tears
you have shed.
GERMONT
(I alone know the true devotion
this poor girl hides within her breast;
I know her faithful heart,
but I'm vowed so cruelly to silence.)
BARON
(softly to Alfredo)
Your deadly insult to this lady
offends us all, but such an outrage
shall not go unavenged!
I shall find a way to humble your pride!
ALFREDO
(Alas, what have I done? I feel terrible about it.
She will never forgive me.)
VIOLETTA
(coming to herself)
Alfredo, how should you understand
all the love that's in my heart?
How should you know that I have proved it,
even at the price of your contempt?
But the time will come when you will know,
when you'll admit how much I loved you.
God save you then from all remorse!
Even after death I shall still love you.
=head2 v5.30.2-RC1 - Francesco Maria Piave, trans. Deutsche Grammophon GmbH, "La
traviata", Act II, Scene 2
L<Announced on 2020-02-29 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5
.porters/2020/02/msg257163.html>
ALFREDO
For me this woman lost
all she possessed.
I was blind, a wretched coward,
I accepted it all.
But it's time now for me to clear
myself from debt.
I call you all to witness here
that I've paid her back!
(Contemptuously, he throws his winnings at Violetta's feet.
She swoons in Flora's arms. Alfredo's father arrives suddenly.)
ALL
What you have done
is shameful!
To strike down
a tender heart that way!
You have insulted
a woman!
Get out of here!
We've no use for the likes of you!
Go!
GERMONT
(dignified in his anger)
A man who offends a woman, even in anger,
deserves nothing but scorn.
Where is my son? I no longer see him
in you, Alfredo.
ALFREDO
(What have I done? Yes, I despise myself!
Jealous madness, love deceived,
ravaged my soul, destroyed my reason.
How can I ever gain her pardon?
I would have left her, but I couldn't;
I came here to vent my anger,
But now I've done that, wretch that I am,
I feel nothing but deep remorse!)
=head2 v5.30.1 - Francesco Maria Piave, trans. Deutsche Grammophon GmbH, "La tra
viata", Act I: Brindisi
L<Announced on 2019-11-10 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5
.porters/2019/11/msg256610.html>
VIOLETTA:
With you I would share
my days of happiness;
everything is folly in this world
that does not give us pleasure.
Let us enjoy life,
for the pleasures of love are swift and fleeting
as a flower that lives and dies
and can be enjoyed no more.
Let's take our pleasure while its ardent,
brilliant summons lures us on!
=head2 v5.30.1-RC1 - Francesco Maria Piave, trans. Deutsche Grammophon GmbH, "La
traviata", Act I: Brindisi
L<Announced on 2019-10-27 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5
.porters/2019/10/msg256542.html>
ALFREDO:
Let's drink from the joyous chalice
where beauty flowers...
Let the fleeting hour
to pleasure's intoxication yield.
Let's drink
to love's sweet tremors --
to those eyes
that pierce the heart.
Let's drink to love -- to wine
that warms our kisses.
=head2 v5.30.0 - Morihei Ueshiba
L<Announced on 2019-05-22 by Sawyer X|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5
.porters/2019/05/msg254844.html>
Life is growth. If we stop growing, technically and spiritually, we
are as good as dead.
=head2 v5.30.0-RC2 - Derek Walcott
L<Announced on 2019-05-17 by Sawyer X|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5
.porters/2019/05/msg254824.html>
The truest writers are those who see language not as linguistic process but
as a living element.
-- Derek Walcott
=head2 v5.30.0-RC1 - Marcel Proust
L<Announced on 2019-05-11 by Sawyer X|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5
.porters/2019/05/msg254748.html>
If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream
less but to dream more, to dream all the time.
-- Marcel Proust
=head2 v5.29.10 - Maya Angelou, Alone
L<Announced on 2019-04-20 by Sawyer X|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5
.porters/2019/04/msg254467.html>
Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
There are some millionaires
With money they can't use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They've got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
'Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
=head2 v5.29.9 - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Adventure of the Dancing Men =head2 v5.29.9 - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Adventure of the Dancing Men
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What one man can invent, another can discover. What one man can invent, another can discover.
=head2 v5.29.8 - Isaac Asimov, Foundation: “Never let your sense of morals get in the way of doing what's right.” =head2 v5.29.8 - Isaac Asimov, Foundation: “Never let your sense of morals get in the way of doing what's right.”
L<Announced on 2019-02-20 by Atoomic|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5. porters/2019/02/msg253750.html> L<Announced on 2019-02-20 by Atoomic|https://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5. porters/2019/02/msg253750.html>
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compunctious to have caused you such pericombobulation. compunctious to have caused you such pericombobulation.
Johnson: What? What? WHAT? Johnson: What? What? WHAT?
=head2 v5.29.0 - Erle Stanley Gardner, The Case of the Grinning Gorilla =head2 v5.29.0 - Erle Stanley Gardner, The Case of the Grinning Gorilla
L<Announced on 2018-06-26 by Sawyer X|http://nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.port ers/251297> L<Announced on 2018-06-26 by Sawyer X|http://nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5.port ers/251297>
Courage is the only antidote for danger. Courage is the only antidote for danger.
=head2 v5.28.2 - Edward Lear, ed. Vivien Noakes, "The Complete Nonsense and Othe
r Verse": The Jumblies
L<Announced on 2019-04-19 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5
.porters/2019/04/msg254456.html>
They went to sea in a Sieve, they did,
In a Sieve they went to sea:
In spite of all their friends could say,
On a winter's morn, on a stormy day,
In a Sieve they went to sea!
And when the Sieve turned round and round,
And every one cried, 'You'll all be drowned!'
They called aloud, 'Our Sieve ain't big,
But we don't care a button! we don't care a fig!
In a Sieve we'll go to sea!'
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.
=head2 v5.28.2-RC1 - Edward Lear, ed. Vivien Noakes, "The Complete Nonsense and Other Verse": The Quangle Wangle's Hat =head2 v5.28.2-RC1 - Edward Lear, ed. Vivien Noakes, "The Complete Nonsense and Other Verse": The Quangle Wangle's Hat
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On the top of the Crumpetty Tree On the top of the Crumpetty Tree
The Quangle Wangle sat, The Quangle Wangle sat,
But his face you could not see, But his face you could not see,
On account of his Beaver Hat. On account of his Beaver Hat.
For his Hat was a hundred and two feet wide, For his Hat was a hundred and two feet wide,
With ribbons and bibbons on every side, With ribbons and bibbons on every side,
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was sleeping, I killed the cock, wrapped it in the cloth and put the was sleeping, I killed the cock, wrapped it in the cloth and put the
four poles from the couch over it. Suddenly there was a huge crash four poles from the couch over it. Suddenly there was a huge crash
like a peal of thunder and a fiery 'ifrit swooped on the girl. I like a peal of thunder and a fiery 'ifrit swooped on the girl. I
fainted at the sight and when I recovered I heard a voice saying: fainted at the sight and when I recovered I heard a voice saying:
"By the Lord of the Ka'ba, the girl has been carried off!" and there "By the Lord of the Ka'ba, the girl has been carried off!" and there
was a sound like the rustling of wind and bitter weeping. At this I was a sound like the rustling of wind and bitter weeping. At this I
shed tears, struck my head and was filled with regret when it was no shed tears, struck my head and was filled with regret when it was no
longer of any use, for to me the whole world was worth no more than longer of any use, for to me the whole world was worth no more than
a bean. a bean.
=head2 v5.20.2 - Jonathan "Jonti" Picking, L<"Magical Trevor"|http://www.weebls- stuff.com/other-toons/video/magical-trevor.html> =head2 v5.20.2 - Jonathan "Jonti" Picking, L<"Magical Trevor"|http://weebls-stuf f.com/toons/magical-trevor-episode-01-animated-music-video-mrweebl/>
L<Announced on 2015-02-14 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5 .porters/2015/02/msg225777.html> L<Announced on 2015-02-14 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5 .porters/2015/02/msg225777.html>
Everyone loves Magical Trevor, Everyone loves Magical Trevor,
'Cos the tricks that he does are ever so clever; 'Cos the tricks that he does are ever so clever;
Look at him now, disappearin' the cow, Look at him now, disappearin' the cow,
Where is the cow hidden right now? Where is the cow hidden right now?
Taking a bow, it's Magical Trevor, Taking a bow, it's Magical Trevor,
Everybody's seen that the trick is clever; Everybody's seen that the trick is clever;
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, the cow is back, Yeah, yeah, yeah, the cow is back,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the cow is back; Yeah, yeah, yeah, the cow is back;
Back, back, back from his magical journey, Back, back, back from his magical journey,
Yeah! Yeah!
What did he see in the parallel dimension? What did he see in the parallel dimension?
He saw beans, lots of beans, lots of beans, lots of beans; He saw beans, lots of beans, lots of beans, lots of beans;
Oh, beans, lots of beans, lots of beans, lots of beans, Oh, beans, lots of beans, lots of beans, lots of beans,
Yeah, yeah! Yeah, yeah!
=head2 v5.20.2-RC1 - Jonathan "Jonti" Picking, L<"Scampi"|http://www.weebls-stuf f.com/other-toons/video/scampi.html> =head2 v5.20.2-RC1 - Jonathan "Jonti" Picking, L<"Scampi"|http://weebls-stuff.co m/toons/ive-seen-things-scampi-animated-music-video-mrweebl/>
L<Announced on 2015-02-01 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5 .porters/2015/02/msg225273.html> L<Announced on 2015-02-01 by Steve Hay|http://www.nntp.perl.org/group/perl.perl5 .porters/2015/02/msg225273.html>
I've seen things, I've seen things,
I've seen them with my eyes; I've seen them with my eyes;
I've seen things, I've seen things,
They're often in disguise. They're often in disguise.
Like carrots, handbags, cheese, toilets, Like carrots, handbags, cheese, toilets,
Russians, planets, hamsters, weddings, Russians, planets, hamsters, weddings,
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