I willingly trust myself to chance. I let my thoughts wander, I digress, not only sitting at my work, but all day long, all night even. It often happens that a sentence suddenly runs through my head before I go to bed, or when I am unable to sleep, and I get up again and write it down.
Simone de Beauvoir
We can never be entirely original, as artists or as people. The genius and vision of those who came before us is too great for us to digress from entirely. Though, as creatures that are compelled to test and surpass our own creative abilities, we must always strive for that originality in everything we do in order to move the world forward.
The Duchess looked at Chloe with a look that said, You had the chance to tell him, but you chose to carry on the lie. How do I know that the Duchess's look said this? Because there is an excellent book in my local library entitled One Thousand Doggy Expressions Explained by Professor L. Stone. I digress.
Reform is the mission from which we shall not digress; it is an expression of belief and determination between us and our people. With the help of Allah, we will proceed forward in this promising national process within the natural progress of the life cycle and the development of people and nation.
Hamad bin Isa Al Khalifa
Be thankful for your achievements; be thankful for your accomplishments, no matter how big or small. Be thankful for the mind to complete the accomplishments. Be thankful for your past, present, and future. And know that if you are creating success stories you will find that average is how you began, above average is then where you will stand! Lest you forget the strong develop and improve; the weak get frantic, digress and deviate.
K. Abernathy Can You Action Past Your Devil's Advocate
As survivors and procreators, we unravel stories that at their root are not dissimilar from the habitual behaviors seen in nature. But as beings who know they will die we digress into episodes and epics that are altogether dissociated from the natural world. We may isolate this awareness, distract ourselves from it, anchor our minds far from its shores, and sublimate it as a motif in our sagas. Yet at no time and in no place are we protected from being tapped on the shoulder and reminded, 'You're going to die, you know.' However much we try to ignore it, our consciousness haunts us with this knowledge. Our heads were baptized in the font of death; they are doused with the horror of moribundity.
[Benjamin Peirce's] lectures were not easy to follow. They were never carefully prepared. The work with which he rapidly covered the blackboard was very illegible, marred with frequent erasures, and not infrequent mistakes (he worked too fast for accuracy). He was always ready to digress from the straight path and explore some sidetrack that had suddenly attracted his attention, but which was likely to have led nowhere when the college bell announced the close of the hour and we filed out, leaving him abstractedly staring at his work, still with chalk and eraser in his hands, entirely oblivious of his departing class.
William Elwood Byerly
I say this because as an older man I am prone to ponder matters in the light of death in a way that you are not. I am like a traveler from Mars who looks down in astonishment at what passes here. And what I see is the same human frailty passed from generation to generation. What I see is again and again the same sad human frailty. We hate one another; we are the victims of irrational fears. And there is nothing in the stream of human history to suggest we are going to change this. But-I digress, confess that. I merely wish to point out that in the face of such a world you have only yourselves to rely on. You have only the decision you must make, each of you, alone. And will you contribute to the indifferent forces that ceaselessly conspire toward injustice? Or will you stand up against this endless tide and in the face of it be truly human?
When Love Was New When love was new and life was young, and once we walked in gracious sun, I never dreamt of darker days, or feared that fate had cruel ways. When life was strong and love was free, and time was once eternity - we never planned for more or less, nor stopped to think we should digress. When love was young and life was new, and everything was once our due, I never doubted what I owned, nor knew the cost was merely loaned. Now love is tried and life is old, and still my feet drag down the road - not knowing where it all has gone, nor how much more it still goes on. But life grows new and love gets old, and this tired heart stays off the cold - not caring it compares with fools, nor wise enough to fear the rules. -Drea Damara
One day while Lloyd George was making a political speech before a big crowd, a heckler yelled, "Wait a minute, Mr. George. Isn't it true your grandfather used to peddle tinware around here in an oxcart hauled by a donkey?" Lloyd George replied, "I digress just a moment and thank the gentlemen for calling that to my attention. It is true, my dear old grandfather used to peddle tinware with an old cart and a donkey. As a matter of fact, after this meeting is over, if my friend will come with me, I will show him that old cart, but I never knew until this minute what became of the ass."
David Lloyd George
THINKING ABOUT HOW FAR I'VE COME, HOW FAR I'M GOING SPEEDING ON THE ROAD TO RICHES, NO I'M NEVER SLOWING I WORKED SO LONG WITH NO RESULTS BUT NOW IT'S FINALLY SHOWING I PLANTED THE SEED A WHILE AGO BUT NOW IT'S FINALLY GROWING WENT FROM BEING ANONYMOUS TO EVERYBODY KNOWING MY NAME TRYING TO REMAIN FOCUSED BUT IT'S HARD TO REFRAIN FROM THE PERKS OF THE FAME AND IT'S A DAMN SHAME I WOULD DIP OUT OF THE LAB JUST TO SIP SOME CHAMPAGNE WITH A BAD BITCH WHO WOULDN'T GIVE A FUCK IF I AIN'T HAVE SHIT FOR SOME REASON I THINK I NEEDED WHEN I WANTED THE FEELING OF FEELING WANTED WHILE DRINKING AND GETTING BLUNTED THEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING LIKE "FUCK I SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE IT" YOU KNOW THAT FEELING YOU GET DEEP DOWN IN YOUR STOMACH WHEN YOU KNOW YOU WRONG WASTING TIME WITH HER, WHOLE TIME I COULD'VE WROTE A SONG LOOKING IN THE MIRROR LIKE "YO WHAT IS GOING ON?" I'M FEELING SO WEAK BUT I KNOW I'M STRONG COULD IT BE WHEN WE WITNESS OUR OWN MOTHERS WITH MULTIPLE LOVERS, WHEN WE JUST NEEDED HER THERE TO LOVE US THEN WE GROW UP AND ATTEMPT TO FILL THE VOID BY BEING UNDER COVERS WITH BITCHES THAT JUST WANNA FUCK US I APOLOGISE IF I DIGRESS IT'S JUST THAT AS I'M WRITING I REALISE WHY I STRESS OVER SHIT THAT'S MAJOR TO ME THAT HOLD SUCH MINOR IMPORTANCE LIKE DRIVING THE FLYEST WHIPS, ROCKING THE LATEST JORDANS SPEND ALL OF MY TIME RECORDING WITH HOPES OF MAKING A FORTUNE JUST SO I CAN BE AT PEACE WHEN ALL THIS BRINGS IS DISTORTION COULD IT BE CAUSE IN MY PAST I SAW ALL OF THESE SPOILT LITTLE KIDS THAT ALWAYS HAD IT ALL WHEN ALL I HAD WAS HAND-ME-DOWNS NEVER ACCEPTED, JUST REJECTED ALWAYS LOOKED AT AS A SQUARE, SO NOW I HAVE TO BALL CAUSE AFTER ALL THE SAME THING THAT MAKES THE WORLD GO ROUND IS THE SAME THING THAT'S MAKING ALL THESE GIRLS GO DOWN THAT THEY DON'T REALLY LOVE ME, JUST FEELS GOOD TO HEAR THEM SAY IT MY SONG ON THE RADIO, IT FEELS GOOD TO HEAR 'EM PLAY IT THE WAITRESS BRINGS THE CHECK, FEELS GOOD TO BE THE ONE TO PAY IT WITHOUT A RECIPE, FEELS GOOD TO STILL SAY THAT I MADE IT AND IF I CHANGED, THEN I CHANGED FOR THE BETTER NOTHING CHANGED BUT THE CHEDDAR AND THE WAY I PAY FEES SO WHEN I MAKE IT RAIN, NOTHING CHANGED BUT THE WEATHER CAUSE I KNOW THE CHEDDAR AIN'T GON' MAKE A NIGGA SAY CHEESE CAUSE AT THE TOP IT'S LONELY, IT CAN BE HARD TO COPE AND ALL THE RICHES DON'T MEAN NOTHING IF YOUR HEART IS BROKE I SWEAR THIS IS THE REALEST SHIT I EVER WROTE SO I KNOW THEY GON' FEEL IT, 'LEAST I HOPE AND FUCK BEING SHORT TERM, THIS IS A LONG TERM GAME I GOT SHORT TERM GOALS FOR THAT LONG TERM FAME TRYING NOT TO MAKE A WRONG TURN CAUSE WHAT YOU DO FOR SHORT TERM PLEASURE CAN CAUSE LONG TERM PAIN AND MAMA WALWAYS SAID THERE WAS SOMETHING SPECIAL ABOUT 'EM BUT THAT'S JUST SOMETHING MOTHERS SAY RIGHT? I TOLD LOGIC THAT I COULDN'T HAVE DONE IT WITHOUT 'EM BUT THAT'S JUST SOMETHING BROTHERS SAY RIGHT I LET MY TEAM KNOW AS SOON AS I GET IT I GOT 'EM WOULDN'T HAVE IT NO OTHER WAY RIGHT? MIDDLE FINGER TO WHOEVER THAT WANTED TO DOUBT 'EM CAUSE WHO THE FUCK IS THEY RIGHT?
C Dot Castro