17 responses to “Giving ourselves a photographic memory

  1. “A child’s spirit is like a child, you can never catch it by running after it; you must stand still, and, for love, it will soon itself come back.” P32. DANNY SHELLA VANCA ELITA PETER

  2. “I want to open myself! . . . I want the light of God, I want the sweet love of Jesus! I danced for the Devil; I saw him, I wrote in his book; I go back to Jesus; I kiss His hand. I saw Sarah Good with the Devil! I saw Goody Osburn with the Devil! I saw Bridget Bishop with the Devil!”
    Stephanie Jason Jesslyn Brian

  3. You all know honest Socrates Who always spoke the truth They owed him thanks for that, you’d think But what happened? Why, they put hemlock in his drink And swore that he misled the youth. How honest was this Socrates! Yet long before the day was out The consequence was clear, alas: His honesty had brought him to this pass. A man is better off without

    • Sorry miss, changed ours to this:

      What they could use around here is a good war. What else can you expect with peace running wild all over the place? You know what the trouble with peace is? No organization. And when do you get organization? In a war. Peace is one big waste of equipment. Anything goes, no one gives a damn… In a war, everyone registers, everyone’s name’s on a list. Their shoes are stacked, their corn’s in the bag, you count it all up — cattle, men, et cetera

  4. ‘I do not judge you. The magistrate that sits in your heart judges you.’ DANNY SHELLA ELITA VANCA PETER

  5. “Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life! Because I lie and sign myself to lies! Because I am not worth the dust on the feet of them that hang! How may I live without my name? I have given you my soul; leave me my name!”

  6. “You must understand, sir, that a person is either with this court or he must be counted against it, there be no road between. This is a sharp time, now, a precise time—we live no longer in the dusky afternoon when evil mixed itself with good and befuddled the world. Now, by God’s grace, the shining sun is up, and them that fear not light will surely praise it.” -pg 86
    Danny, Shella, Vanca, Peter, Elita

  7. I won’t let you spoil my war for me. Destroys the weak, does it? Well, what does peace do for’em, huh? War feeds its people better.

  8. No, there’s nothing we can do. (To Kattrin:) Pray, poor thing, pray! There’s nothing we can do to stop this bloodshed, so even if you can’t talk, at least pray. He hears, if no one else does.

    – andy, wj, christabel, natasha, angghi

  9. “War is like love, it always finds a way. Why should it end?” (Scene 6, p. 76).
    WJ NATASHA ANGGHI CHRIS ANDY

  10. “They believed, in short, that they held in their steady hands the candle that would light the world. We have inherited this belief, and it has helped and hurt us.”

  11. What they could use around here is a good war. What else can you expect with peace running wild all over the place? You know what the trouble with peace is? No organization. And when do you get organization? In a war. Peace is one big waste of equipment. Anything goes, no one gives a damn. See the way they eat? Cheese on pumpernickel, bacon on the cheese? Disgusting! How many horses have they got in this town? How many young men? Nobody knows! They haven’t bothered to count ’em! That’s peace for you! I’ve been in places where they haven’t had a war for seventy years and you know what? The people haven’t even been given names! They don’t know who they are! It takes a war to fix that. In a war, everyone registers, everyone’s name’s on a list. Their shoes are stacked, their corn’s in the bag, you count it all up — cattle, men, et cetera — and you take it away! That’s the story: no organization, no war!

  12. I won’t let you spoil my war for me. Destroys the weak, does it? Well, what does peace
    do for’em, huh? War feeds its people better.

    Brian, Jeeslyn, steph, jason

  13. “In a good country virtues wouldn’t be necessary. Everybody could be quite ordinary.” (Scene 2, p. 39) – MOTHER COURAGE

    WJ NATASHA ANGGHI CHRIS ANDY

  14. For that little bird whisper in your ear “That’s all very well but wait a year And we will
    join the big brass band And with our trumpet in our hand We will march in lockstep with the
    rest. But one day, look! The battalions wheel! The whole thing swings from east to west!
    And falling on our knees, we squeal: The Lord God, He knows best!

    Jason, jeelyn, brian, steph

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