Black and orange stray cat sittin' on a fence Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent
I'm flat broke but I don't care I strut right by with my tail in the air ...
Meow, yeah, don't cross my path I don't bother chasin' mice around ...
Wow, stray cat, you're a real gone guy I wish I could be as carefree and wild ... //
自由を愛するネコですわね!性格がいかす! But these little guys, with their free-roaming bohemian lifestyle and proud felineness, have managed to make themselves the public enemy:
// Cats upset people enough to cause shooting threats Friday, 26 September 2008 ... cats are at the centre of a fierce row in an area of Pori... The harshest threats involve taking up shotguns and force-feeding cat droppings to their owners... //
Although fans of bands like Metallica are traditionally portrayed as work-shy, long-haired students and lovers of Mozart are seen as sober and hard-working, researchers found that both music types attract creative people who are at ease with themselves but can be introverted.
"One of the most surprising things is the similarities between fans of classical music and heavy metal. They're both creative and at ease but not outgoing.
"The general public has held a stereotype of heavy metal fans being suicidally depressed and of being a danger to themselves and society in general. But they are quite delicate things." //
And now, I said, let me show in a figure how far our nature is enlightened or unenlightened: --Behold! human beings living in a underground den ... And do you see, I said, men passing along the wall carrying all sorts of vessels, and statues and figures of animals made of wood and stone and various materials, which appear over the wall? Some of them are talking, others silent.
You have shown me a strange image, and they are strange prisoners.
Like ourselves, I replied; and they see only their own shadows, or the shadows of one another,... And suppose further that the prison had an echo which came from the other side, would they not be sure to fancy when one of the passers-by spoke that the voice which they heard came from the passing shadow?
No question, he replied.
To them, I said, the truth would be literally nothing but the shadows of the images.
That is certain.
And now look again, and see what will naturally follow if the prisoners are released and disabused of their error. At first, when any of them is liberated and compelled suddenly to stand up and turn his neck round and walk and look towards the light, he will suffer sharp pains; the glare will distress him, and he will be unable to see the realities of which in his former state he had seen the shadows; and then conceive some one saying to him, that what he saw before was an illusion, .... //
"The old-fashioned respect for the young is fast dying out" - The Importance of Being Earnest, by Oscar Wilde.
" The pulse of joy that beats in us at twenty becomes sluggish. Our limbs fail, our senses rot. We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were too much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to. Youth! Youth! There is absolutely nothing in the world but youth! ... You said to me once that pathos left you unmoved, but that beauty, mere beauty, could fill your eyes with tears. ... We live in an age that reads too much to be wise, and that thinks too much to be beautiful.... Ugliness was the one reality." - The Picture of Dorian Gray, by Oscar Wilde
" LORD ILLINGWORTH. Don't be afraid, Gerald. Remember that you've got on your side the most wonderful thing in the world - youth! There is nothing like youth. The middle-aged are mortgaged to Life. The old are in life's lumber-room. But youth is the Lord of Life. Youth has a kingdom waiting for it. Every one is born a king, and most people die in exile, like most kings. To win back my youth, Gerald, there is nothing I wouldn't do - except take exercise, get up early, or be a useful member of the community." - A Woman of No Importance, by Oscar Wilde
"Cultivated idleness seems to me to be the proper occupation for man." - To the Editor of the Scots Observer August 16 1890, by Oscar Wilde
"The condition of perfection is idleness: the aim of perfection is youth." - Phrases And Philosophies For The Use Of The Young, by Oscar Wilde