Module:Motd/data/2015

return {

[==→ You want the moon? Just say the word, and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down. Hey, that's a pretty good idea. I'll give you the moon.]==],

[==→ The rule
Of the many is not well. One must be chief
In war and one the king.]==],

[==→ Authority intoxicates,
And makes mere sots of magistrates;
The fumes of it invade the brain,
And make men giddy, proud, and vain.]==],

[==→ Magna di curant, parva neglegunt
("The gods care about great matters, but they neglect small ones")]==],

[==[expandTemplate: template "Wikipedia:Motto of the day/January 5, 2015" does not exist]==],

[==→ Hey! You Hurt My Feelings! Wait, I Have Feelings?! I'm A Real Boy!]==],

[==→ Thou hast seen a farmer's dog bark at a beggar? … And the creature run from the cur? There thou mightst behold the great image of authority: a dog's obeyed in office.]==],

[==→ Damn the torpedoes! Full steam ahead!]==],

[==→ And after you shot him, how did you feel then? – Hungry.]==],

[==→ The unhappy man, who once has trailed a pen,
Lives not to please himself, but other men;
Is always drudging, wastes his life and blood,
Yet only eats and drinks what you think good.]==],

[==→ Mirum videtur quod sit factum iam diu
("Does it seem wonderful because it was done so long ago?")]==],

[==→ Mundus vult decipi
("The world wants to be deceived")]==],

[==→ Leaders come and go but the people remain. Only the people are immortal.]==],

[==→ Communism doesn't work because people like to own stuff.]==],

[==→ I will always believe in punk-rock, because it's about creating something for yourself.]==],

[==→ How can you trust a man who wears both a belt and suspenders? The man can't even trust his own pants.]==],

[==→ I guess you could call it a "failure", but I prefer the term "learning experience".]==],

[==→ Homo unius libri timeo.
"I fear the man of a single book."]==],

[==[This motto is empty!
Please, take a moment to review the nominations and nominate your own new mottos at Wikipedia:Motto of the day/Nominations/In review and Wikipedia:Motto of the day/Nominations/Specials.
Any help would be appreciated. –pjoef (talk • contribs) 08:02, 13 January 2015 (UTC)]==],

[==→ Aaaaawl-right-y-then.]==],

[==→ Habits of close attention, thinking heads,
Become more rare as dissipation spreads,
Till authors hear at length one general cry
Tickle and entertain us, or we die!]==],

[==→ Quid rides? Mutato nomine de te fabula narratur.
("Why do you laugh? Change but the name, and the story is told of yourself.")]==],

[==→ Sanctuary!]==],

[==→ But it's straight down the line for both of us.]==],

[==→ I'll live to see you — all of ya — hanging from the highest yardarm in the British fleet!]==],

[==→ Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigued I said,
Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead.
The Dog-star rages! nay, 't is past a doubt,
All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out:
Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand,
They rave, recite, and madden round the land.]==],

[==→ What's The Charge for being Thrown out of a Window?]==],

[==→ Lest men suspect your tale untrue
Keep probability in view.
The traveller leaping o'er those bounds,
The credit of his book confounds.]==],

[==→ I'm walkin' here! I'm walkin' here!]==],

[==→ Immodest words admit of no defence.
For want of decency is want of sense.
But foul descriptions are offensive still,
Either for being like or being ill.]==],

[==→ Natura non contristatur
("Nature is not saddened")]==],

[==→ Naturam expellas furca, tamen usque recurret.
("You may drive out Nature with a pitchfork, yet she still will hurry back.")]==],

[==→ I'm NOT gonna be ignored, Dan.]==],

[==→ And so I penned
It down, until at last it came to be.
For length and breadth, the highness which you see.]==],

[==→ Necesse est aut imiteris aut oderis
("You must either imitate ot loathe the world")]==],

[==→ When you give up your dreams, you die.]==],

[==→ You write with ease, to show your breeding,
But easy writing's curst hard reading.]==],

[==→ Necessitas etiam timidos fortes facit
("Need makes even the timid brave")]==],

[==→ Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night.]==],

[==→ Will you bring me five more Martinis, Leo? And line them right up here.]==],

[==→ Love is a great and mighty lord]==],

[==→ Nihil humanum mihi alienum
("Nothing human is alien to me")]==],

[==→ You should be kissed — and often, and by someone who knows how.]==],

[==→ Nihil enim lacrima citius arescit
("Nothing dries sooner than a tear")]==],

[==→ Jungle Red.]==],

[==→ Neque semper arcum tendit Apollo
("Nor does Apollo always keep his bow drawn")]==],

[==→ Then, at the last and only couplet fraught
With some unmeaning thing they call a thought,
A needless Alexandrine ends the song.
That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.]==],

[==→ For the woman, the kiss; for the man, the sword.]==],

[==→ Magic Mirror on the Wall, Who is the fairest one of all?]==],

[==→ I wouldn't worry too much about your heart. You can always put that award where your heart ought to be.]==],

[==→ Whatever hath been written shall remain,
Nor be erased nor written o'er again;
The unwritten only still belongs to thee:
Take heed, and ponder well what that shall be.]==],

nil,

[==→ Nihil nimis
("Nothing to excess")]==],

[==→ I am capable of being just as sorry as you are!]==],

[==→ So it goes.]==],

[==→ Run like smoke and oakum!]==],

[==→ Mistakes? We don't make mistakes.]==],

nil,

[==→ Man is but half without woman; and
As do idolaters their heavenly gods,
We deify the things that we adore.]==],

nil,

[==New day, new opportunity]==],

nil,

[==→ When you're eight years old nothing is your business.]==],

[==Do not touch!]==],

nil,

[==→ That's, uh, quite a dress you almost have on.]==],

[==→ A sweet, new blossom of Humanity,
Fresh fallen from God's own home to flower on earth.]==],

[==→ Nil admirari
("To be surprised by nothing")]==],

[==→ Well, I'll wear the darn clothes if you want me to — if-if you'll just, just like me.]==],

[==→ Goooood morning, Vietnam!]==],

[==→ The hair she means to have is gold,
Her eyes are blue, she's twelve weeks old,
Plump are her fists and pinky.
She fluttered down in lucky hour
From some blue deep in yon sky bower—
I call her "Little Dinky".]==],

[==→ Nil igitur fieri de nilo posse fatendumst
("Nothing, therefore, we must confess, can be made from nothing")]==],

[==→ You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.]==],

[==→ Years from now, when you talk about this, and you will, be kind.]==],

[==→ God mark thee to his grace!
Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed:
An I might live to see thee married once,
I have my wish.]==],

[==→ Nisi paria non pugnant.
("It takes two men to fight.")]==],

[==→ Roads? Where we're going we don't need — roads.]==],

[==→ Suck, baby! Suck! Mother's love grows by giving:
Drain the sweet founts that only thrive by wasting!]==],

[==→ Nomen amicitiae sic, quatenus expedit, haeret.
The name of friendship lasts just so long as it is profitable.]==],

[==→ Only my friends call me wop.]==],

[==→ Now the storm begins to lower,
(Haste, the loom of hell prepare,)
Iron sleet of arrowy shower
Hurtles in the darkened air.

Glittering lances are the loom,
Where the dusky warp we strain,
Weaving many a soldier's doom,
Orkney's woe, and Randoer's bane.]==],

[==→ Non bis in idem
("Not twice in the same thing")]==],

[==→ I never dreamed that any mere physical experience could be so stimulating.]==],

[==→ Wheel the wild dance,
While lightnings glance,
And thunders rattle loud;
And call the brave
To bloody grave,
To sleep without a shroud.]==],

[==→ Non canimus surdis, respondent omnia silvae
("We sing not to the deaf; the trees echo every word")]==],

[==→ Turn to the ri-i-ght.]==],

[==→ He made me mad
To see him shine so brisk, and smell so sweet,
And talk so like a waiting gentlewoman,
And that it was great pity, so it was,
That villanous saltpetre should be digged
Out of the bowels of the harmless earth,
Which many a good tall fellow had destroyed.]==],

[==→ Don’t regress to primal behavior just because it’s allowed – we’re human beings, not the editors of Teen Vogue!]==],

[==→ There is only one way to learn. It's through action.]==],

[==→ Courage is contagious. When a brave man takes a stand, the spines of others are often stiffened.]==],

[==→ When Greeks joined Greeks, then was the tug of war.]==],

[==→ The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always discover forgiveness.]==],

[==→ Non omnia possumus omnes
("Not everyone can do everything")]==],

[==→ Non omnis moriar
("I shall not wholly die")]==],

[==→ That crazed girl improvising her music.]==],

[==→ Non est princeps super leges, sed leges supra principem
("The prince is not above the laws, but the laws above the prince.")]==],

[==→ He's got a real purty mouth, ain't he?]==],

[==→ By Heaven! It is a splendid sight to see
(For one who hath no friend, no brother there)
Their rival scarfs of mixed embroidery.
Their various arms that glitter in the air!
What gallant war-hounds rouse them from their lair,
And gnash their fangs, loud yelling for the prey!
All join the chase, but few the triumph share;
The grave shall bear the chiefest prize away,
And havoc scarce for joy can number their array.]==],

[==→ Non hos quaesitum munus in usus
("A gift sought for no such purpose")]==],

[==→ On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair...]==],

[==→ Has your name become known and desired?]==],

[==→ Someday, somewhere, today’s empires are tomorrow’s ashes.]==],

[==→ Milking a dried udder gets you nothing but kicked off the milking stool!]==],

[==→ — You're English?
— When it suits me.]==],

[==→ Tous les jours à tous points de vue je vais de mieux en mieux.
"Every day, in every way, I'm getting better and better."]==],

[==→ Inebriate of air am I,
And debauchee of dew,
Reeling, through endless summer days,
From inns of molten blue.]==],

[==→ I've wrestled with reality for thirty-five years, and I'm happy, Doctor, I finally won out over it.]==],

[==→ From the glittering staff unfurled
Th' imperial ensign, which, full high advanced,
Shone like a meteor, streaming to the wind,
With gems and golden lustre rich imblazed,
Seraphic arms and trophies; all the while
Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds:
At which the universal host upsent
A shout that tore hell's concave, and beyond
Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night.]==],

[==→ Non numerantur, sed ponderantur
("They are not counted, but weighed")]==],

[==→ — "Steady boy. Just keep telling yourself you're a girl."
— "I'm a girl...I'm a girl...I'm a girl."]==],

[==→ That voice … heard so oft
In worst extremes, and on the perilous edge
Of battle when it raged.]==],

nil,

[==→ You can't hold onto the past if you want any future.]==],

nil,

}