I don't much enjoy Back and Forth. I mean, I think it has its own particular qualities, but I think it's inferior to any of the half-hour ones we did.
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The virtue is supreme
.Elegance is nice,
But inferior to kindness.
Composure is sweet,
But inferior to compassion.
Charity is great,
But inferior to justice.
Honesty is fine,
But inferior to fidelity.
Intelligence is strength
But inferior to wisdom
Every good trait
Is inferior to virtue,
Which must be the axis,
Around which one runs.
18.05.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The virtue is supreme.
Elegance is nice,
But inferior to kindness.
Composure is sweet,
But inferior to compassion.
Charity is great,
But inferior to justice.
Honesty is fine,
But inferior to fidelity.
Intelligence is strength
But inferior to wisdom
Every good trait
Is inferior to virtue,
Which must be the axis,
Around which one runs.
18.05.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To bask at my glory
I am inferior to anyone
Whom I have deceived.
I am inferior to anyone
Whom I have exploited.
I am inferior to anyone
Whom I have trodden on.
Must I bask at my glory?
05.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Superior
A junior is not inferior.
A darker skin is not inferior.
A poorer one is not inferior.
Who hold these views are superior.
25.01.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Half An Hour Of Your Happiness
Your heart is in my hand
I am looking after half an hour of your happiness
I am imagining your sad smile
It seems you depend on me too much
I can feel your heart beating
I am putting it into your half an hour of happiness
It is in a safe place in my hand
It seems you depend on me too much
The rhythm of your heart is getting faster
It is happy in your half an hour of happiness
They are in my shaking unsteady hand
It seems you depend on me too much
Your heart wants to jump out of the cage
Called your half an hour of happiness
I am holding them with both hands and trembling
It seems you depend on me too much
Your heart has gone crazy and I do not know why
I wonder if it will survive your half an hour of happiness
I open my hands and I see two embraced hearts
It seems I depend on you too much
poem by Jankovic Zoran
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Punctuality
Man Naturally loves delay,
And to procrastinate;
Business put off from day to day
Is always done to late.
Let ever hour be in its place
Firm fixed, nor loosely shift,
And well enjoy the vacant space,
As though a birthday gift.
And when the hour arrives, be there,
Where'er that "there" may be;
Uncleanly hands or ruffled hair
Let no one ever see.
If dinner at "half-past" be placed,
At "half-past" then be dressed.
If at a "quarter-past" make haste
To be down with the rest
Better to be before you time,
Than e're to be behind;
To open the door while strikes the chime,
That shows a punctual mind.
Moral:
Let punctuality and care
Seize every flitting hour,
So shalt thou cull a floweret fair,
E'en from a fading flower
poem by Lewis Carroll
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The city is as large as Seville or Cordova; its streets, I speak of the principal ones, are very wide and straight; some of these, and all the inferior ones, are half land and half water, and are navigated by canoes.
quote by Hernando Cortes
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Half The World
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Half the world hates
What half the world does every day
Half the world waits
While half gets on with it anyway
Half the world lives
Half the world makes
Half the world gives
While the other half takes
Half the world is
Half the world was
Half the world thinks
While the other half does
Half the world talks
With half a mind on what they say
Half the world walks
With half a mind to run away
Half the world lies
Half the world learns
Half the world flies
As half the world turns
Half the world cries
Half the world laughs
Half the world tries
To be the other half
Half of us divided like a torn-up photograph half of us are
Trying to reach the other half
Half the world cares
While half the world is wasting the day
Half the world shares
While half the world is stealing away
song performed by by Rush
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Half The World
Half the world lives,
Half the world makes,
Half the world gives
While the other half takes.
Half the world hates,
Half the world runs away,
Half the world's late,
Half the world praises the day.
Half the world is,
Half the world was,
Half the world thinks,
Half the world does.
Half the world lies,
Half the world burns,
Half the world cries
While the other half turns.
Half the world cares,
Half the world weeps,
Half the world shares,
Half the world keeps.
Half the world sings,
Half the world laughs,
Half the world brings,
Half the world tries to be the other half.
End.
The main cause is a pernicious falsehood propagated against her being, namely that she is inferior by her nature. Inferior in what? What has man ever done that woman, under the same advantages could not do?
quote by Ernestine Rose
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As long as I make you to be inferior, I render myself inferior.
The Kissing From Above
We are back with the kissing from above,
back with the shining faces baking outside,
their desires climbing as a ritual
like a pergola.
Fragile
we are back at the kissing, if we do not get wet from ripe.
Back with the witticisms, where hour upon hour there is being gossiped:
the questions that become unsafe,
where everyone are lost and baggy afraid of the shining
that comes back with hidden things
and the eyes glitter with questions that get larger,
against the pain that scratches and swarm,
calm.
O my beloved dreamer: you catch Johnny naked at the fence
where you peep big-eyed through the bush as a bride.
And at the figure
among the hillocks, made by the hands of a ancient master
your half eaten fruit is spoiled, through sorrow I try to reach to you
against the hour when a whimper at a time was nice,
that happening by bewitchment
where once upon a time love was written on the sand.
Indeed, we are back at the kissing from above,
stolen bended bodies find depth for their bosses,
pasted together.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Retire to rest
Having played as a heroin,
Retire; other rolls are inferior.
After superannuation,
Any post will be inferior.
Let not your image decline.
10.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Who is inferior and is ashamed of it proves that he really is inferior.
There's nothing worse than putting two similar shows back-to-back. Viewers don't want to watch one show and then sit through another half-hour of almost the same thing.
quote by David Hyde Pierce
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The Poets
Half god, half brute, within the self-same shell,
Changers with every hour from dawn till even,
Who dream with angels in the gate of heaven,
And skirt with curious eyes the brinks of hell,
Children of Pan, whom some, the few, love well,
But most draw back, and know not what to say,
Poor shining angels, whom the hoofs betray,
Whose pinions frighten with their goatish smell.
Half brutish, half divine, but all of earth,
Half-way 'twixt hell and heaven, near to man,
The whole world's tangle gathered in one span,
Full of this human torture and this mirth:
Life with its hope and error, toil and bliss,
Earth-born, earth-reared, ye know it as it is.
poem by Archibald Lampman
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Dusk in War Time
A half-hour more and you will lean
To gather me close in the old sweet way --
But oh, to the woman over the sea
Who will come at the close of day?
A half-hour more and I will hear
The key in the latch and the strong, quick tread --
But oh, the woman over the sea
Waiting at dusk for one who is dead!
poem by Sara Teasdale
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I really enjoy doing charity, for a good cause, it's like the least I can do, I really enjoy that stuff. I enjoy giving back.
quote by Alex O'Loughlin
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Sowing
IT was a perfect day
For sowing; just
As sweet and dry was the ground
As tobacco-dust.
I tasted deep the hour
Between the far
Owl's chuckling first soft cry
And the first star.
A long stretched hour it was;
Nothing undone
Remained; the early seeds
All safely sown.
And now, hark at the rain,
Windless and light,
Half a kiss, half a tear,
Saying good-night.
poem by Edward Thomas
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I Know What You Know
I know what you know
I am not inferior to you.
Do not look down on me
We are all homosapiens.
Divinely created as God's image
God rates us all equally.
I have sights like you
I walk like you
I think like you.
I may be black,
I may be white,
I may be coloured,
I may even be red
I am God's creation
My senses are the same like
Differences in skin pigmention
Does not make me inferior
We are the same
So, deal with me on what I know
So, deal with jewels inside me
Relate with me on my knowledge
Deal with me according to my capacity
I will reciprocate the same
We are bound to respect each other
I am not cursed
My generation is not cursed
My land is not cursed
I am endowed like you
My ancestors land is blessed
I know what you know
I am not inferior to you
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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