No, it shall not be very de riguer
The way J. K. Rowling will transfigure
Poor Harry Potter, from deathly clay
To fired White, like Gandalf the Grey!

Zubenelgenubi Dances In the Harmonic Minor
for haikujaguar ...

I saw the old Arabian Nights: For a thousand nights and a night;
Ere Scheherezade rejoins her tale (and a bit of the next, right?),
The King claps his hands and bids for the entertainment of the evening:
The apparition of the gracile maiden, in the pavilion unwalled, dancing
    Under the stars. She is part-veiled by her four muscular brothers:
Her guards in their turbans essay the powdered sea of white-glass —
    They peer far into the galaxy; but of humans — they see no others;
Scimitars glint in the breeze, they face the cardinals of the rose-compass.

— Dave Alway (19 December 2006)

quadrivium

This is my day. Five thousand little fingers, all playing together on my piano. Every finger obedient to the whim of me, the master. Every infinitesimal, microscopic piece of living tissue of those five thousand little fingers, cringing and trembling and grovelling before me — before me — Doctor Terwilliker, as I raise my baton.

We shall play. Raise hands! We shall play the most beautiful piece ever written. I wrote it. "Ten Happy Fingers!" Ready now — a-one and a-two, and a-three and a-play ...

— Dr. Terwilliker from The 5000 Fingers of Dr. T (1953) written by Dr. Seuss

Waste is the watchword of War.

—observation by an anonymous WWII-era soldier

There's class warfare, all right — but it's my class, the rich class, that's making war, and we're winning.

— Warren Buffet, as quoted by Ben Stein