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"There has never been an age that did not applaud the past and lament the present." »Lillian Eichler Watson
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"Too much to lament a misery is the next way to draw on a remediless mischief." »R Chamberlain
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"When morning silvers the dark firmament, Why shrills the bird of dawning his lament? It is to show in dawn?s bright looking-glass How of thy careless life a night is spent." »Omar Khayyam
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"Today the world changes so quickly that in growing up we take leave not just of youth but of the world we were young in ... Fear and resentment of what is new is really a lament for the memories of our childhood." »Peter Medawar
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"lament not Fortune?s mutability, And seize her fickle favours ere they flee; If others never mourned departed bliss, How should a turn of Fortune come to thee?" »Omar Khayyam
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"Shall not one line lament our forest race, Struck out for you from wild creation's face Freedom-the selfsame freedom you adore-Bade us defend our violated shore." »Simon Pokagon
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"Is yours an honest lament?...Most are not, you know. Most self-imposed burdens are founded on misperceptions. We - at least we of sincere character - always judge ourselves by stricter standards than we expect others to abide by. It is a curse, I suppose, or a blessing, depending on how one views it... Take it as a blessing, my friend, an inner calling that forces you to strive to unattainable heights." »R. A. Salvatore, Sojourn
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"Dr. Evil The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it." »Austin Powers International Man of Mystery
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