He who asks the fewest favours is the best received.
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He who asks the fewest favors is the best received.
The best men of the best epochs are simply those who make the fewest blunders and commit the fewest sins.
quote by Thomas Huxley
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Why Me?
When the hopes are hassled
And relationships are rattled
Naïveté asks, why me?
When wishes are whacked
And dreams are dashed
Naïveté asks, why me?
When fantasies are fettered
And blessings are battered
Naïveté asks, why me?
When desires are demolished
And ambitions are admonished
Naïveté asks, why me?
When temptations are traumatized
And passions are pulverized
Naïveté asks, why me?
Strangely,
Naïveté with influence
And naïveté with affluence
Never asks, why me?
Naïveté with name
And naïveté with fame
Never asks, why me?
Naïveté with health
And naïveté with wealth
Never asks, why me?
Naïveté with fiefdom
And naïveté with wisdom
Never asks, why me?
Naïveté with beauty
And naïveté with booty
Never asks, why me?
poem by Hitesh Sheth
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One favours him from whom one has in the past received a gift.
Forget favours you have bestowed, remember those you have received.
Be silent as to services you have rendered, but speak of favours you have received.
We don’t weigh
Do no favours; do no hurts
You are good to one and all.
Do favours ended with a hurt.
You stay as bad in the world.
17.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The curse of the old
As an invalid,
At the mercy of those
Indebted to you,
You have to live till the end.
They would handle you
According to the scars
They have got of you,
Irrespective of favours
Received from you.
You can opt for homes,
Where, your past glory
Being unknown to them,
You would be handled
Roughly to your dismay.
Either way it is a curse
The old one is fated to.
21.01.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My father said, 'Politics asks the question Is it expedient Vanity asks Is it popular But conscience asks Is it right'
quote by Dexter Scott King
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Cowardice asks: Is it safe? Expediency asks: Is it politic? But Conscience asks: Is it right?
quote by William Punshon
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Cowardice asks Is it safe Expediency asks Is it politic But Conscience asks Is it right
quote by William Punshon
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The ungrateful are fools.
The more you are grateful to me
The more I do favours to you.
Being grateful is easier
To one than doing favours.
Only the fools turn ungrateful.
09.02.2009.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Can't Say No
Here I am
There you are
If you ask me to walk a thousand miles just to be where you are,
I can? say no
If you ask me.
If I had a dime, it? yours as well as mine.
I? keep the penny, you know I would and gladly give you the nine.
I can? say no
If you ask me
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
If you told me tonight to get up
Pack my bags let? go away,
I wouldn? even care what my Mommy, what my Daddy might have to say.
?ause I can? say no
If you ask me .
Ooh, ooh no!
(You?e too beautiful to be. to be)
You know I can? say it, baby no!
(You mean everything to me)
No ifs and no maybe?
No!
(that? why I, that? why I, that? why I, that? why)
You know I can? say it baby,
I can? say no
If you ask me.
Ooh ooh ooh. Sometimes I get so angry with him
I walk around I pout all day.
And the he kisses me and asks me do I love him
In a sweet soft sexy kind of way,
I can? say no
If he asks me.
On No I can? say no if he asks me.
I can? so if he asks me
song performed by by Natalie Cole
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Say what you have to say in the fewest possible words.
quote by Arthur Bryant
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Having the fewest wants, I am nearest to the gods.
Having the fewest wants, I am nearest to the gods.
God Whose Gifts In Gracious Flood
God, whose gifts in gracious flood
Unto all who seek are sent,
Only asks you to be good,
And is content.
So the world, when all things are
Sparkling, yet does nought ignite,
Only asks you to be fair,
And finds delight.
And my heart, in the sweet shade
Of two beauteous eyes steeped o'er,
Only asks if you be glad,
And nothing more.
poem by Victor Hugo
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