Every once in a while, like, on a daily basis, I’ll ruminate on why a thought popped into my head and where it may have come from. Then I’m compelled to look it up. The origins of these little morsels are usually amazing. And also usually lead me down a twisted rabbit-hole from which I eventually resurface wondering what the hell happened to my day.
For example, go look up the phrase, “rabbit-hole” and Lewis Caroll will render the rest of your day FUBAR’d. It’s probably why I’m broke but that’s neither here-nor-there. I do find comfort, however, in helping you mess up your day, too.
So, here’s a wonderful quatrain of a poem from where a well-known phrase originates. On this great website called, “The Wondering Minstrels” they do a beautiful analysis following the poem, too. I recommend it to everyone.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it
Do visit the site and feel free to share with me your favorite quotes, sayings, inspirations, and damnations as you wish. My nerdy excitement will rise to yours.