Freebsd Fortunes 5

My My, hey hey
Rock and roll is here to stay   The king is gone but he's not forgotten
It's better to burn out         This is the story of a Johnny Rotten
Than to fade away               It's better to burn out than it is to rust
My my, hey hey                  The king is gone but he's not forgotten

It's out of the blue and into the black         Hey hey, my my
They give you this, but you pay for that        Rock and roll can never die
And once you're gone you can never come back    There's more to the picture
When you're out of the blue                     Than meets the eye
And into the black
                -- Neil Young
                "My My, Hey Hey (Out of the Blue), Rust Never Sleeps"

My notion of a husband at forty is that a woman should
be able to change him, like a bank note, for two twenties.

My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
                -- William Shakespeare, "Romeo and Juliet"

My opinions may have changed, but not the fact that I am right.

My own business always bores me to death; I prefer other people's.
                -- O. Wilde

My own dear love, he is strong and bold
        And he cares not what comes after.
His words ring sweet as a chime of gold,
        And his eyes are lit with laughter.
He is jubilant as a flag unfurled --
        Oh, a girl, she'd not forget him.
My own dear love, he is all my world --
        And I wish I'd never met him.
                -- Dorothy Parker, part 1

My own life has been spent chronicling the rise and fall of human systems,
and I am convinced that we are terribly vulnerable.  ...  We should be
reluctant to turn back upon the frontier of this epoch. Space is indifferent
to what we do; it has no feeling, no design, no interest in whether or not
we grapple with it. But we cannot be indifferent to space, because the grand,
slow march of intelligence has brought us, in our generation, to a point
from which we can explore and understand and utilize it. To turn back now
would be to deny our history, our capabilities.
                -- James A. Michener

"My pants just went on a wild rampage through a Long Island Bowling Alley!!"
                -- Zippy the Pinhead

My parents went to Niagra Falls and all I got was this crummy life.

My pen is at the bottom of a page,
Which, being finished, here the story ends;
'Tis to be wished it had been sooner done,
But stories somehow lengthen when begun.
                -- Byron