Favorite Sondheim Lyric? — Page 2

For sheer skill (from Follies):

"In the depths of her interior
Were fears she was inferior.
And something even eerier.
But no one dared to query her superior exterior."

But my current favourite is in my signature

I feel charming
Oh so charming
It's alarming
How charming
I feel.

From Sweeney: And though I'll think of you, I guess, until the day I die/ I think I'll miss you less and less as every day goes by, Johanna! It always breaks my heart...

also, From SITPWG:Look! I made hat! Where there never was a hat!
and
And how you're always turning back too late from the grass and the stick and the dog and the light/ How the kind of woman willing to wait is not the kind that you want to find waiting to return you to the night.

Assassins: Damn my soul if you must/ let my body turn to dust/ let it mingle with the ashes of the country/Let them curse me to hell/ leave it for history to tell/ what I did, I did well/ and i did it for the country!/ Let them cry "dirty traitor!"/They will understand it later...

and, of course: Today, the minutes seem like hours, the hours go so slowly, and still the sky is light!/Oh moon, grow bright! and make this endless day, endless night!

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"Should there be a marital squabble,
Available Bob'll
Be there with the glue."

"Starting now I bat a thousand!
This time, boys, I'm taking the bows and

everything's coming up Rose!"

Well, this is a really weird one, It's sung by Clara, right before Fosca makes her first appearance in Passion. It sets up the next scene without ever hinting what's about to develop. It's very cunning...

Yesterday I walked through the park
To the place where we met.
Afterwards I sat on the bench
Where we sat all that sultry afternoon.

I thought about our room, our secret room
Where we were happy
And where we shall be happy again
Some day.

I see us in our room, our secret room,
And I don't feel so alone any more...
(Against her song, the Chopinesque piano music
which we heard before begins to play)
I close my eyes, imagining that you are there,
Imagining your fingers touching mine,
Imagining our room,
The bed, the secrecy, the world outside,
Your mouth on mine...

I also love

"That might be effective, my body's alright
... but not in perspective and not the the light" - Now/Later/Soon from ALNM

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currently:

TODD:
Haven't you got poet, or something like that?
LOVETT:
No, y'see, the trouble with poet is
How do you know it's deceased?
Try the priest!

It's the Day of the Rabbit, my Lord.
There's but one day remaining,
And beside the fact it's raining,
There are ships in the bay
Which are sitting there today
Just exactly where they sat
On the Day of the Rat —
Oh, and speaking of that, my Lord,
When the ships came our way
On that first disturbing day
And I gave consideration
To this letter they convey,
I decided if there weren't
Any Shogun to receive it,
It would act as a deterrant
Since they'd have no place to leave it,
And they might go away, my Lord …
Do you see what i say, my Lord?

In the tea, my Lord,
The chrysanthemum tea —
An informal variation
On the normal recipe.
Though I know my plan had merit,
It's been slow in execution.
If there's one thing you inherit,
It's your father's constitution,
And you're taking so long, my Lord …
Do you think I was wrong, my Lord? …
No, you must let me speak:
When the Shogun is weak,
Then the tea must be strong, my Lord …
My Lord — ?
(Shogun dies.)
The blossom falls on the mountain.
The mountain falls on the blossom.
All things fall

'And in that darkness when I'm blind with what I can't forget' -from Sweeney.

If I was ever to get a musical-related tattoo (which I probably never will), I'd get that put somewhere on me.

I love anything from INTO THE WOODS

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Updated On: 3/30/08 at 02:38 PM

As we pass
Through arrangements of shadows
Towards the verticals of trees
Forever

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Updated On: 3/30/08 at 04:07 PM