Old debts are not paid, and new ones are left to get old.
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When debts are not paid because they cannot be paid, the best thing to do is not talk about them, and shuffle the cards again.
quote by Camilo Jose Cela
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In A Foreign Land
It was a matter of fact that when I paid all my tax
I held my world in the palm of my hand
And all of my debts were causing me to defect
To a land of bananas and sand
So I ran, yes I ran, yes I ran to a foreign land
Here I am, here I am
Here I am in a foreign land
Im so glad we made it
I thought wed never land
I grabbed all my cash
And decided to dash far away
Far away, far away to a foreign land
Here I am, here I am, here I am in a foreign land
Goodbye to all of the rich mans daughters
Goodbye to my debts now Im way cross the water
Far away, far away in a foreign land
Here I am, here I am here I am in a foreign land
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
Please tell my mother and all my ex-lovers
That Ive finally made the grade
Please tell my debtors and the money collectors
That all of my bills will be paid some day
Im away, Im away, far away in a foreign land
Goodbye champagne and caviar set
I wanna slum and drink all the rum I can get
Im away, Im away in a foreign land
Here I am, here I am, here I am in a foreign land
But Im all out of my jack and I cant go back
Im away, far away, far away in a foreign land
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Isn't That A Contradiction?
What ARE you saying?
Because I do not pay my debts...
I am NOT patriotic?
Isn't that a contradiction?
My debts are not only proof,
That I am a patron of 'patriotism'.
With debts as my evidence.
But I am a veteran of the philosophy as well.
Take your accusations elsewhere.
Or at least give credit where credit is due.
I...
Am entitled!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Old debts are never paid, and the new ones get old easily.
South American proverbs
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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There Are Debts To Be Paid
There are debts to be paid
Which will never be paid-
Those I owe them to are gone
And in truth how could I ever repay
Were they still here?
You live and you owe-
You owe so much-
People have given you things
You can't pay them back-
You've hurt people whether you wanted to or not-
There are times you could have been there
And you were not-
You owe and you owe and you owe
And you die in debt also-
Because you never could be just right with all of the
And the ones you hurt without wanting to are gone-
It's a hard life on all continents
And it will be a hard death also.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Good manners can be paid for with compliments, but only the sound of money will pay your debts.
Who wishes for a short Lent let him contract debts to be paid at Easter.
No one cared
No one cared, they just walked on by
and left me all alone to die.
Then looking up I saw You there
Your arms outstretched in loving care.
You saved me from that place of death
settled my debts with Your last breath.
Poured out Yourself and paid the price.
Laid down Your life in sacrifice.
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No one cared, they just walked on by
and left You on that cross to die.
'Father forgive' You cried out loud
as there in death Your head was bowed.
I came and saw You hanging there.
My heart was stirred and began to care.
I knew why You were crucified.
‘Twas for my sins You'd bled and died.
Written after reading Luke 10: 30-37
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First one paid nine
then, two paid eight
then three paid seven
then, four paid six
then five paid five
then six paid four
then seven paid three
then eight paid two
and finally, nine paid one,
wee, wee, wee, wee, wee
all the way home.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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The Creditor To His Proud Debtor
Ha, tott'ring Johny, strut and boast,
But think of what your feathers cost;
Your crowing days are short at most,
You bloom but soon to fade;
Surely you could not stand so wide,
If strictly to the bottom tried,
The wind would blow your plume aside
If half your debts were paid.
Then boast and bear the crack,
With the sheriff at your back;
Huzza for dandy Jack,
My jolly fop, my Joe.
The blue smoke from your segar flies,
Offensive to my nose and eyes;
The most of people would be wise
Your presence to evade;
Your pocket jingles loud with cash,
And thus you cut a foppish dash,
But, alas! dear boy, you would be trash,
If your accounts were paid.
Then boast and bear the crack, &c.
My duck bill boots would look as bright,
Had you in justice served me right;
Like you I then could step as light,
Before a flaunting maid;
As nicely could I clear my throat,
And to my tights my eyes devote;
But I'd leave you bare without that coat,
For which you have not paid.
Then boast and bear the crack, &c.
I'd toss myself with a scornful air,
And to a poor man pay no care;
I could rock cross-leg'd on my chair
Within the cloister shade;
I'd gird my neck with a light cravat,
And creaning wear my bell-crown hat;
But away my down would fly at that,
If once my debts were paid.
Then boast and bear the crack,
With a sheriff at your back;
Huzza for dandy Jack,
My jolly fop, my Joe.
poem by George Moses Horton
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The debts are unaffordable. If they won't cancel the debts I would suggest obstruction; you do it yourselves.
quote by Jeffrey Sachs
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We paid off our debts, we learned some, made friends and returned in 1950 with a larger view of life. I had, however, no home, no income of any kind and no prospects whatsoever.
quote by James W. Black
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Don't judge by adulation.
Paid news, paid degrees, paid titles,
Paid awards, paid felicitations
And the strategic moves count.
The bought judgment culminates all..
09.08.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You have debts, and make debts still; if you've not lied, lie you will.
Small debts are like small shot; they are rattling on every side, and can scarcely be escaped without a wound: great debts are like cannon; of loud noise, but little danger.
quote by Samuel Johnson
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To clear debts
Are there any debts by way of gratitude
Or by way of neglects, due to someone,
Who is no more and you regret for that?
Regrets and repentance are of no use.
The best way of clearing such debts is
Do as much fevours to their descendants,
By which the departed soul will be crdited.
With that faith, your soul will find some solace.
09.05.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When the Rent Comes Due
i was thinking about New Orleans,
i was thinking about the ride.
now you dont know my name,
you dont even know i tried.
if you think you're angry now,
if you think you've lost it all....
what you gonna do
when the rent comes due,
and i aint across the hall?
you used to call me baby,
i used to rock your world.
work all day and love all night,
you were my baby girl.
but we fought too many battles,
i lost too many wars...
fire to ice, truth to lies,
and you walked out the door.
if you think you're angry now,
if you think you've lost it all...
what you gonna do
when the rent comes due,
and i aint across the hall?
now i'm walking down this road,
aint got nothing left to show.
no regrets, paid love's debts,
wherever this wind blows...
you took my heart and my soul,
and everything that i am...
i left my wings and my guitar
and a dream built out of sand...
if you think you're angry now,
if you think you've lost it all...
what you gonna do
when the rent comes due,
and i aint across the hall?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Late Again (Gettin' Over You)
I never had no regrets, boys;
Not for nothing I've done.
I owed the devil some debts, boys,
Paid them all up but one.
And I don't even regret the living
That I'll be leaving behind.
I've gotten weary of searching
For something I couldn't find.
I'm going down to the shade
By the river one more time,
And feel the breeze on my face before I die.
I'm gonna leave whatever's left of my luck to the losers,
Then bend me down and kiss the world goodbye.
Come to lucky-in-lovin'
I never had no complaints.
They never said I was evil,
But then, I wasn't no saint.
I'm just a river that rolled forever
And never got to the sea.
I ain't blaming nobody;
I had it coming to me.
I'm going down to the shade
By the river one more time,
And feel the breeze on my face before I die.
I'm gonna leave whatever's left
Of my luck to the losers,
Then bend me down, and kiss the world goodbye.
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Trifles - 8
Honesty
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He was honest,
so as a reward
for a services,
for him left
only debts.
poem by Maria Barbara Korynt
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Is there any reason why the American people should be taxed to guarantee the debts of banks, any more than they should be taxed to guarantee the debts of other institutions, including merchants, the industries, and the mills of the country?
quote by Carter Glass
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