Great events make me quiet and calm; it is only trifles that irritate my nerves.
Queen Victoria in in a letter to King Leopold of Belgium, April 4, 1848
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Calm Is Who I Am Now
CALM IS WHO I AM NOW
Calm is who I am now
Calm and quiet-
I have done
What I could do-
The rest is repetition-
Slowly slowly
Time is taking me away-
How long I do not know-
How much pain I do not know-
Calm is who I am now -
Quiet quiet
Before the fears return again
And the anxiety over what I have not done-
Calm is who I am now
In these moments at this hour
Four in the morning
A small part of the long day to come.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Good Charlotte - Cemetary
I need a change
Not to immitate, to irritate
All the world to hate
Maybe late
Always sing together all day without you
I guess it's fate
I live in a cemetary
Full of good will and integrity
I have no specialty
Here's your warning
I'll give you click click boom
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
(intrumental)
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate...
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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Cemetery
I need a change
Not to immitate, to irritate
All the world to hate
Maybe late
Always sing together all day without you
I guess it's fate
I live in a cemetary
Full of good will and integrity
I have no specialty
Here's your warning
I'll give you click click boom
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
(intrumental)
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate
I live in a cemetary
I need a change
Not To immitate, irritate...
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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Finding Peace Within
Where are your children?
They are awfully quiet this evening.
'We're trying new methods of discipline.
My doctor told me this morning,
I should try yoga to calm my nerves.'
That's great.
So you taught the children?
Is that where they are?
Doing yoga?
'Oh no!
I found an easier way to find peace within.
For a half hour each day...
And for total relaxation,
I tie the kids up and tape their mouths! '
You shouldn't do that.
That's against the law.
'That's where you and I disagree.
I am finding peace within.
And they are helping me locate it!
I told them my doctor suggested I do this,
For at least two weeks.
They believe this is lesson one! '
What is lesson two?
'Total rage!
That is what they will see.
If they forget the rules of lesson one.'
But you're not doing any yoga at all.
'I beg to differ.
It's a slow process.
I am working on my breathing technique.
Calms the nerves!
You should try it.
It's wonderful.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It is the mark of great people to treat trifles as trifles and important matters as important.
quote by Doris Lessing
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The nerves are a problem on trumpet, because when you mess up everyone can hear it. Just remember most people are too polite to say anything about it. That should calm your nerves.
quote by Wynton Marsalis
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Both Sides of Love
It is difficult..
It is.
To have feelings of hate,
When exposed to both sides of love.
Exasperation can certainly irritate,
When and if it comes to visit.
Leaving one to feel more like a stool pigeon,
Sitting.
Instead of an eagle or dove made to soar above.
And stumbing can broadside,
One who has seen many seasons.
And doing what is thought the right thing to do...
For whatever the practical limits of reason.
It is difficult..
It is.
To have feelings of hate,
For those known to be straight up in their faith.
Yet often tested.
To break the nerves of the ones pushed to the edge.
Although overheard secretly in pledges,
To curb anxieties.
Hoping not to release prematurely,
A show of embittered tension carried.
Exasperation can certainly irritate,
When and if it comes to visit.
And it is difficult,
It is...
Not to rush into a cussing fit!
With love,
At the center of it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is All In The Lines Of Your Palms
things and events all come to you
telling you that they are ready
to fulfill your destiny, and so just wait
the floors will come to make your feet feel
that there is a foundation for your success
the stars no matter how silent shall give a hint
where to go, what to do, and when all these shall
completely happen, and so be calm
keep waiting, things and events come
and unfold before you, like a scene of a movie
nothing shall be planned, things shall be done.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fear
When I was little,
My life was half fear.
My nerves were as brittle
As nature may bear.
Shapes monstrous would follow
My footsteps alone,
And night, huge and hollow,
Yawned cold as a stone.
At trifles I started,
For nothing I wept,
And terror departed
Not all when I slept.
Now I've grown older,
My nerves I restrain.
My pulses are colder,
And clearer my brain.
Yet still with a shudder
I drift through the dark
And fear holds the rudder,
A-guiding my bark.
The world's so enormous
In multiple whole,
What god can inform us
It cares for a soul?
poem by Gamaliel Bradford
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How strange are the tricks of memory, which, often hazy as a dream about the most important events of a man's life, religiously preserve the merest trifles.
quote by Richard Burton
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I love the word 'calm
I love the word ‘calm’
‘The sea lies calm tonight’
‘Ne’er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
‘And calm of mind, all passion spent’
I love the word ‘calm’
And the feeling of peace,
And the joy in quiet,
And the sense of all things well,
It gives.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I Am Calm In The Pain
I AM CALM IN THE PAIN
I am calm in the pain,
And calm in the rejection,
And calm through the insult,
And calm through the anger,
And calm calm calm,
Though I feel so deeply
How I have failed
I am calm
Very calm
So calm
Until suddenly
In the middle of the morning prayer
I begin to cry to God
Cry with a terrible crying
And then when the prayer done
Calm calm calm calm calm.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The House Was Quiet and The World Was Calm
The house was quiet and the world was calm.
The reader became the book; and summer night
Was like the conscious being of the book.
The house was quiet and the world was calm.
The words were spoken as if there was no book,
Except that the reader leaned above the page,
Wanted to lean, wanted much most to be
The scholar to whom his book is true, to whom
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
The house was quiet because it had to be.
The quiet was part of the meaning, part of the mind:
The access of perfection to the page.
And the world was calm. The truth in a calm world,
In which there is no other meaning, itself
Is calm, itself is summer and night, itself
Is the reader leaning late and reading there.
poem by Wallace Stevens
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Leisure and curiosity might soon make great advances in useful knowledge, were they not diverted by minute emulation and laborious trifles.
quote by Samuel Johnson
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The Nature Of The Storm
Glare at the cloud
Guarded by fog and shroud
And see the storm will be here
Soon it will be quite near
Brace yourself my dear
And yet before
We have to be torn at the core
Torn to and fro, there will be a calm before a calm
A time where there shall be no qualm
And yet the calm is terrifying
The silence before war is maddening
It is not the nor consoling calm of peace
But a maddening roar of quiet
I fear the calm more than the storm because sometimes 'Not Knowing'
That's the worst
poem by David Knox
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Presidents with strong nerves are decisive. They don't balk at unpopular decisions. They are willing to make people angry. Bush had strong nerves. Clinton, who passed up a chance to eliminate Osama bin Laden, did not. Obama is a people pleaser, a trait not normally associated with nerves of steel.
quote by Fred Barnes
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All the great novels, all the great films, all the great dramas are fictions that actually tell us the truth about us or about human nature or about human situations without being tied into the minutia of documentary events. Otherwise we might as well just make documentaries.
quote by Jeremy Northam
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This House Is Not For Sale
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
We're still livin' here, how come nobody can tell
They're takin' all the furniture, movin' our things
Come on little honey, put your head on my knee
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
And calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down, calm down, calm down
Do you remember when we even bought this thing?
I danced you across the wooden floor and you signed the lease
What happened in the car that night?
What happened in the car that night?
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
And calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
We could grab a couple sheets, yeah, give 'em quite a scare
I remember lyin' on the bedroom floor
You were holding me, little honey, kissin' my soul
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale
And calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down, calm down, calm down
Calm down
Calm down
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation than angling.
quote by Izaak Walton
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In Memoriam A. H. H.: 11. Calm is the morn without a sound
Calm is the morn without a sound,
Calm as to suit a calmer grief,
And only thro' the faded leaf
The chestnut pattering to the ground:
Calm and deep peace on this high wold,
And on these dews that drench the furze.
And all the silvery gossamers
That twinkle into green and gold:
Calm and still light on yon great plain
That sweeps with all its autumn bowers,
And crowded farms and lessening towers,
To mingle with the bounding main:
Calm and deep peace in this wide air,
These leaves that redden to the fall;
And in my heart, if calm at all,
If any calm, a calm despair:
Calm on the seas, and silver sleep,
And waves that sway themselves in rest,
And dead calm in that noble breast
Which heaves but with the heaving deep.
poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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