Hakuna Matata!

Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase

Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze

It means no worries for the rest of your days

It's our problem-free philosophy

Hakuna Matata!

Hakuna Matata?

Yeah. It's our motto!

What's a motto?

Nothing. What's a-motto with you?

Those two words will solve all your problems

That's right. Take Pumba here

Why, when he was a young warthog...

When I was a young wart hog

Very nice

Thanks

He found his aroma lacked a certain appeal

He could clear the savannah after every meal

I'm a sensitive soul though I seem thick-skinned

And it hurt that my friends never stood downwind

And oh, the shame He was ashamed

Thought of changin' my name What's in a name?

And I got downhearted How did ya feel?

Every time that I...

Hey! Pumbaa! Not in front of the kids!

Oh. Sorry

Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase

Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze

It means no worries for the rest of your days

It's our problem-free philosophy!

The raspy breath, the gravelly voice, the countless wrinkles clustered around the eyes, ah, the joys of tobacco.

- John Grisham, The Summons.

Yesterday

Yesterday,
All those backups seemed a waste of pay.
Now my database has gone away.
Oh I believe in yesterday.

Suddenly,
There's not half the files there used to be,
And there's a milestone hanging over me
The system crashed so suddenly.

I pushed something wrong
What it was I could not say.
Now all my data's gone and I long for yesterday-ay-ay-ay.

Yesterday,
Need for backup seemed so far away.
Seemed my data were all here to stay,
Now I believe in yesterday.

Anonymous

One flu o'er the cuckoo's nest

Wintery, splintery, mutiny, scorn,
Hurricanes, floods and base forlorn;

Liar, crony, leaker, duck,
Chicken Shit Chicken Hawks Run Amuck.

One Flu East and One Flu West and
One Flu Over the Cuckoo's Nest

Mayhem, ahem, Missing Veep
Falling numbers, Losing Sleep

Delay Decay, Dirty Trick
Frist Flap, Wrist Slap, Feeling Sick

The Scandals FeastOn those thought best
And no clue in the cuckoo’s nest.

Just letting go

"And do you know what it's like to go for days on end without sleep, for weeks with only two or three hours out of the twenty-four? Do you know the sensation, Admiral Starr? That fine-drawn feeling with every nerve in your body and cell in your brain stretched taut to breaking point, pushing you over the screaming edge of madness. Do you know it, Admiral Starr? It's the most exquisite agony in the world, and you'd sell your friends, your family, your hopes of immortality for the blessed privilege of closing your eyes and just letting go."

- Alistair Maclean, HMS Ulysses.

Through A Glass Darkly

"I am lord of my own realm,
Which is quite small and very poor.
I am an artist!
An artist of the purest kind.
A poet with no poems,
A painter with no paintings...
A musician with no notes.
I scorn the completed work of art,
The banal result of vulgar efforts.
My life is my work,
And it is devoted to my love for you!"

- The character of Minus from the movie with the above title, by Ingmar Bergman.

Nostalgia

I have been here before,
But when or how I cannot tell:
I know the grass beyond the door,
The sweet keen smell,
The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.

You have been mine before,--
How long ago I may not know:
But just when at that swallow's soar
Your neck turn'd so,
Some veil did fall,--I knew it all of yore.

Has this been thus before?
And shall not thus time's eddying flight
Still with our lives our love restore
In death's despite,
And day and night yield one delight once more?

"Sudden Light," Daniel Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882)

Life

Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing;
Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness;
So on the ocean of life we pass and speak one another,
Only a look and a voice; then darkness again and a silence.

- Henry Wordsworth Longfellow

Secret Joke to Perseus: I'm laughing at your favourite word.

Fame & Fortune

Thus let me live, unheard, unknown;
Thus unlamented let me dye;
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lye.

- Alexander Pope