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. . . CANCER see "HEALTH" for related links The three most beautiful words in the English language are not "I love you." They are: "It is benign." --Woody Allen [Allen Stewart Konigsberg] (1935— ) American actor, screenwriter, and director. _Deconstructing Harry_ [1998 film] The truth is, if you asked me to choose between winning the Tour de France and cancer, I would choose cancer. Odd as it sounds, I would rather have the title of cancer survivor than winner of the Tour, because of what it has done for me as a human being, a man, a husband, a son, and a father. --Lance Armstrong (1971— ) American cyclist, seven time winner of the Tour de France. "There are funny things about cancer," she told People magazine, "Really there are." Her daughter once walked into the bathroom moments after [Linda] Ellerbee stepped out of the shower. "There I was with no breasts and no hair...Vanessa looked at me, smiled and said, 'Momma, you look just like Buddha — only without the wisdom.' --'Hall of Fame', Cancer Research and Treatment Fund website Cancer is so limited... It cannot cripple love, It cannot shatter Hope, It cannot corrode faith, It cannot destroy peace, It cannot kill friendship, It cannot suppress memories, It cannot silence courage, It cannot invade the soul, It cannot steal eternal life, It cannot conquer the spirit. --Jimmy Valvano (1946—1993) American college-basketball coach.  . . see: "DECEPTION" see: "HONESTY" see: "SECRECY" see: "SINCERITY" see: "TRUTH" Candor is the brightest gem of criticism. --Benjamin Disraeli (1804—1881) British Tory statesman, novelist, and Prime Minister [1868, 1874—1880]. He who, when called upon to speak a disagreeable truth, tells it boldly and has done, is both bolder and milder than he who nibbles in a low voice and never ceases nibbling. --Johann Kaspar Lavater (1741—1801) Swiss writer, Protestant pastor, and founder of physiognomics. There is but one way I know of conversing safely with all men; that is, not by concealing what we say or do, but by saying or doing nothing that deserves to be concealed. --Alexander Pope (1688—1744) English poet.  CANNIBALS . . see "FOOD & DRINK" for related links ^ From _With the Flag on the Seven Seas: Fifty Years a Seafarer_ by Admiral Sir Bulwark Bloode [1907] — The Pacific Station had its ups and downs. My first mission when I took command of the "Myrmidon" was to track down some Solomon Islanders who had eaten a Quaker missionary. By all accounts he was a strange fellow who did not drink nor eat meat and walked around barefoot. It seems he stuck his nose into some native war and got eaten for his troubles. The poor devil was wrapped in palm leaves, parboiled in salt water and then lightly grilled. --_The Folio Book of Humorous Anecdotes_ Introduced by Edward Leeson [2005], "Food, Drink and Entertaining" ^ When they sacrifice a wretched Indian they saw open the chest with stone knives and hasten to tear out the palpitating heart and blood and offer it to their idols in whose name the sacrifice is made. Then they cut off the thighs, arms and head and eat the former at feasts and banquets, and the head they hang up on some beams; the body of the man is not eaten but given to their fierce animals. --Bernal Diaz del Castillo (c. 1498—c. 1568) Spanish historian. _The Conquest of New Spain_ [c. 1560] Vol. 2 [1910 edn.] As the natives got ready to serve A midget explorer named Merve; 'This meal will be brief,' Said the cannibal chief, 'For this is at best an hors d'oeuvre.' --Ed Cunningham ^ ^ Packer, Alfred (1842-1907) American gold prospector In 1873, in Utah, Alfred Packer and some friends went on a gold prospecting trip. The weather proved too difficult, and most of the party went home. Packer and six men continued on into the mountains. But it was Packer alone who returned, insisting he had been deserted by his friends, of whom there was no trace. He claimed he had subsisted on roots and small game, but he looked rosy and flush indeed. It was not long before the half-eaten bodies of his companions were found, and Packer confirmed that in a dispute he had killed and consumed them all. As he was sentenced to death, the judge said to him, "Alfred Packer, you depraved Republican cannibal — there were only six Democrats in Hinsdale County and, by God, you've et five of them!" --_Bartlett's Book of Anecdotes_ edited by Clifton Fadiman and André Bernard [2000 ed.] ^ These [Maori] are the only people who kill their fellow creatures purely for the meat, which we are well assured they do by laying in wait for one another as a sportsman would for his game ... carrying in their ears the thumbs of those unhappy sufferers. --Journal of Richard Pickersgill [January 1770] in J.C. Beaglehole (ed.) _The Journals of Captain James Cook: The Voyage of the Endeavour 1768-1771_ [1955] We went over a great hye mountain as strait as stair steps in snow up to our knees ... the Bears took the provision the men had cashed and we had but very little to eat ... Some of the compana was eating them that died ... 3 died and the rest eat them. Thay was 11 day without any thing to eat but the Dead ... O Mary I have not rote you half of the truble we have had but I have rote you anuf to let you now that you don't now what truble is but thank god we have all got throw and the only family that did not eat human flesh. --Virginia Reed, aged 12, to Mary Keyes [16 May 1847], in George R. Street _Ordeal by Hunger_ [1960 ed.] pp.360-61. in M.J. Cohan and John Major {eds.} _History in Quotations_ [2004] p.578. Cohan & Major note: The child describes the ordeal of the Donner Party in its westward crossing of the Rocky Mountains between Nov. 1846 and April 1847. They listened with the greatest of interest to everything he had to say. And then they ate him. --Mark Twain [Samuel Langhorne Clemens] (1835—1910) American humorist, novelist, journalist, and river pilot. recounting the fate of a young missionary sent to work among cannibals; (quotation cited by Nichole Hollander in a New York Times Book Review article on Linda Ellerbee's book _And So It Goes_, in which the quote appeared.) - Missionary: A man chosen to give ferocious cannibals their first taste of religion. Missionary: A man who teaches cannibals to say grace before they eat him. - ;void(0)) CANOE . . Photograph: Canoeing in the Adirondacks see "ENTERTAINMENT, HOBBIES, & LEISURE ACTIVITIES" for related links see "NATURE" for related links - "The Song My Paddle Sings" by E. Pauline Johnson (1862—1913) Canadian Indian poet. WEST wind, blow from your prairie nest, Blow from the mountains, blow from the west. The sail is idle, the sailor too; O wind of the west, we wait for you! Blow, blow! I have wooed you so, But never a favor you bestow. You rock your cradle the hills between, But scorn to notice my white lateen. I stow the sail and unship the mast: I wooed you long, but my wooing’s past; My paddle will lull you into rest: O drowsy wind of the drowsy west, Sleep, sleep! By your mountains steep, Or down where the prairie grasses sweep, Now fold in slumber your laggard wings, For soft is the song my paddle sings. August is laughing across the sky, Laughing while paddle, canoe and I Drift, drift, Where the hills uplift On either side of the current swift. The river rolls in its rocky bed, My paddle is plying its way ahead, Dip, dip, When the waters flip In foam as over their breast we slip. And oh, the river runs swifter now; The eddies circle about my bow: Swirl, swirl! How the ripples curl In many a dangerous pool awhirl! And far to forward the rapids roar, Fretting their margin for evermore; Dash, dash, With a mighty crash, They seethe and boil and bound and splash. Be strong, O paddle! be brave, canoe! The reckless waves you must plunge into. Reel, reel, On your trembling keel, But never a fear my craft will feel. We’ve raced the rapids; we ’re far ahead: The river slips through its silent bed. Sway, sway, As the bubbles spray And fall in tinkling tunes away. And up on the hills against the sky, A fir tree rocking its lullaby Swings, swings, Its emerald wings, Swelling the song that my paddle sings. - - "The Canoe Speaks" by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850—1894) Scottish novelist. On the great streams the ships may go About men’s business to and fro. But I, the egg-shell pinnace, sleep On crystal waters ankle-deep: I, whose diminutive design, Of sweeter cedar, pithier pine, Is fashioned on so frail a mould, A hand may launch, a hand withhold: I, rather, with the leaping trout Wind, among lilies, in and out; I, the unnamed, inviolate, Green, rustic rivers, navigate; My dipping paddle scarcely shakes The berry in the bramble-brakes; Still forth on my green way I wend Beside the cottage garden-end; And by the nested angler fare, And take the lovers unaware. By willow wood and water-wheel Speedily fleets my touching keel: By all retired and shady spots Where prosper dim forget-me-nots; By meadows where at afternoon The growing maidens troop in June To loose their girdles on the grass. Ah! speedier than before the glass The backward toilet goes; and swift As swallows quiver, robe and shift And the rough country stockings lie Around each young divinity. When, following the recondite brook, Sudden upon this scene I look, And light with unfamiliar face On chaste Diana’s bathing-place, Loud ring the hills about and all The shallows are abandoned…. - - I remember once dreaming of pushing a canoe up the rivers of Maine, and that, when I had got so high that the channels were dry, I kept on through the ravines and gorges, nearly as well as before, by pushing a little harder, and now it seemed to me that my dream was partially realized. --Henry David Thoreau (1817—1862) American essayist, poet, and practical philosopher. “The Allegash and East Branch” [1864] in _The Maine Woods_ [1864], in _The Writings of Henry David Thoreau_, vol. 3, Houghton Mifflin [1906]. Having resumed our seats in the canoe, I felt the Indian wiping my back, which he had accidently spat upon. He said it was a sign that I was going to be married. --Henry David Thoreau (1817—1862) American essayist, poet, and practical philosopher. “The Allegash and East Branch” [1864] in _The Maine Woods_ [1864], in _The Writings of Henry David Thoreau_, vol. 3, Houghton Mifflin [1906]. When you get out on one of those lakes in a canoe like this, you do not forget that you are completely at the mercy of the wind, and a fickle power it is. The playful waves may at any time become too rude for you in their sport, and play right over you. --Henry David Thoreau (1817—1862) American essayist, poet, and practical philosopher. “The Allegash and East Branch” [1864] in _The Maine Woods_ [1864], in _The Writings of Henry David Thoreau_, vol. 3, Houghton Mifflin [1906]. It is wonderful how well watered this country is.... Generally, you may go any direction in a canoe, by making frequent but not very long portages. --Henry David Thoreau (1817—1862) American essayist, poet, and practical philosopher. “The Allegash and East Branch” [1864] in _The Maine Woods_ [1864], in _The Writings of Henry David Thoreau_, vol. 3, Houghton Mifflin [1906]. After this rough walking in the dark woods it was an agreeable change to glide down the rapid river in the canoe once more.... It was very exhilarating, and the perfection of traveling, quite unlike floating on our dead Concord River, the coasting down this inclined mirror, which was now and then gently winding, down a mountain, indeed, between two evergreen forests, edged with lofty dead white pines, sometimes slanted half-way over the stream, and destined soon to bridge it. I saw some monsters there, nearly destitute of branches, and scarcely diminishing in diameter for eighty or ninety feet. --Henry David Thoreau (1817—1862) American essayist, poet, and practical philosopher. “The Allegash and East Branch” [1864] in _The Maine Woods_ [1864], in _The Writings of Henry David Thoreau_, vol. 3, Houghton Mifflin [1906]. - ----- pirogue (noun) A canoe made from a hollowed-out tree trunk, used especially in southern Louisiana.  CAN'T WIN . . CAN'T WIN see "LIFE" for related links You will be damned if you do — and you will be damned if you don't. --Lorenzo Dow (1777—1834) American Methodist minister. _Reflections on the Love of God_ [1836], Chapter 6 Whichever way we look the prospect is disagreeable. Behind, we have left pleasures we shall never enjoy, and therefore regret; and before, we see pleasures which we languish to possess, and are consequently uneasy till we possess them. --Oliver Goldsmith (1728—1774) Anglo-Irish writer, poet, and dramatist. ^ Nathaniel Hawthorne (1804—1964) American novelist. In March 1864, an ill Hawthorne was traveling with his old friend and publisher James Ticknor. Driving through Philadelphia, the bad weather turned even colder and rainier. Ticknor took off his coat and put it around Hawthorne's shoulders to protect him. It helped Hawthorne — but Ticknor caught a severe case of pneumonia and died a few days later. --_Bartlett's Book of Anecdotes_ edited by Clifton Fadiman and André Bernard [2000 ed.] ^ But there, everything has its drawbacks, as the man said when his mother-in-law died, and they came down upon him for the funeral expenses. --Jerome K Jerome (1859—1927) English novelist and playwright. end page | CALAMITIES - CALM | CALUMNY - CAMPAIGN FINANCING | CAMPAIGNS & CANADA | CANCER - CAN'T WIN | CAPITALISM | CAREFREE - CARPE DIEM | CARTER (JIMMY) - CATS & DOGS | CAUSES AND CONSEQUENCES - CENSORSHIP | CERTAINTY - CHANGE | CHANGING (ONE'S MIND) & CHANGING TIMES | CHARACTER | CHARACTER ASSASINATION - CHEERFULNESS | CHEER UP! - CHILDHOOD | CHILDREN | CHILDREN'S RHYME | CHILE & CHINA | CHOCOLATE - CHRISTIANITY | CHRISTMAS | CHURCH - CIGARS | CIRCUMSTANCES & CITIES | CIVILITY - CIVIL RIGHTS | CLARITY - CLICHES | CLOTHES - COFFEE | COLD - COLORS | COMEDY | COMFORT - COMMON SENSE | COMMUNICATION | COMMUNISM | COMPANIONSHIP - COMPASSION | COMPETITION - COMPLIMENTS | COMPOSERS - CONDUCTORS | CONFESSION - CONQUEST | CONSCIENCE - CONTENTED | CONTEXT - CONVENTIONAL WISDOM | CONVERSATION | CONVICTION & COOKING | COOLIDGE - CORPORATIONS | CORRECTING - COURAGE | COURT - COWS | CREATIVITY - CRIME | CRIME & PUNISHMENT - CROOKS | CRITICISM & CRITICS | CROWD (THE) - CUBA | CULTURE - CYNICS | | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | | Return Home | The Credits | The Cast | Act 1 | Act 2 | Act 3 | The End | The Reviews | Photos | |
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