What you don't know intrigues you more than what you do know.
quote by Loretta Young
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The Ice and the Fire
The ice and the fire
a strange surge of desire
rushes over me
the fire,
the ice.
I don't know what it is about it,
mabye it's the danger
that intriques me so.
Or mabye it's the crazy
feeling I get when I'm aroung you.
You are like the ice and the fire
with a strange surge of desire
the danger about it intrigues me so
glances at me
melt me into your eyes
the fire in them one minute
the ice in them the next
The danger of me falling into them
and burning,
or freezing,
but will you stop me before I do?
or will you catch me at the bottom?
The ice and the fire
with a strange surge of desire
the danger of it, intrigues me so.
Your heart is so unpredictable
it's really dangerous,
I can't tell what your reply will be
to my words
I'm scared
but the danger of being caught
or falling into your arms
at any minute
intrigues me so
The ice and the fire
a strange surge of desire
rushes over me
the fire,
the ice.....
poem by Clara Potter Soloman
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I love going to concerts, so that whole environment is something that intrigues me anyway.
quote by Gary Cole
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That is what intrigues me; songwriting and song structure and expression.
I think the ethics and morals of genetic engineering are very complicated. It intrigues me.
quote by Roger Spottiswoode
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We were once friends with the whites but you nudged us out of the way by your intrigues, and now when we are in council you keep nudging each other.
quote by Black Kettle
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The fact that people will pay you to talk to people and travel to interesting places and write about what intrigues you, I am just amazed by that.
quote by Nicholas D. Kristof
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Well, you know I have an office, my film offices. So I know that syndrome. I fancy offices, so there must be something wrong with me. Even the window cleaner intrigues me. It's a very sexy environment.
quote by Hugh Grant
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The safety of the republic being the supreme law, and Texas having offered us the key to the safety of our country from all foreign intrigues and diplomacy, I say accept the key... and bolt the door at once.
quote by Andrew Jackson
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When I begin a book, I inevitably discover many things along the way, about the characters, their past histories and the political intrigues that surround them. This discovery process is vital, and I would not prejudice it by deciding too much in advance.
quote by David Brin
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The United States is the world's best hope, but if you fetter her in the interests and quarrels of other nations, if you tangle her in the intrigues of Europe, you will destroy her power for good and endanger her very existence.
quote by Henry Cabot Lodge
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I've tried in my career to do most everything, because it all intrigues me. And I've found the first time I work in a new form, I discover all the things that make that an exciting medium. I've been very busy most of my career. I've had very few vacations.
quote by Rupert Holmes
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Bobbing
when the crow
lands on the twig
the weight
pushes the twig
down almost
reaching the ground
the bobbing
somewhat intrigues
the senses of the
caterpillar on the leaf
the tree frowns
upon a black alien
some leaves fall
and the grass as usual
keeps its silence
as the air passes by
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Poetic Intrigues
just leave these
intrigues
the morning
is beautiful
and there are
many other
poems to write
did i tell you
that they still
beg to be written?
did i tel you
that time is too
short of the haggle?
did i tell you
that these poems
cannot wait and
that if you let them
wait
they simply go
away without
any word?
write another one
and if someone
wants to own your
creations
let that be
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Star Connection
Scattered stars way up in the sky
connect to my heart and make me cry.
They make me wonder how long they were there
and when that was, where was I?
I know I am older than I do appear.
For I seem to remember being here
at some other time and some other place
on a night that was so clear
that those stars that are shining for my eyes
seem to me to immortalize
who I've always been now and then,
for I remember those stars in the skies.
My heart tells me there's something more,
something about being here before.
It intrigues me and I wish that I knew
how the stars and I both endure.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Ageism
a pervasive bareness
walks like an honest lie
on the road to truth the bone white marble
god oversees the planet green’s woes
a climate change of heart its manipulations
its intrigues
something remains unsaid when i look back
i think again before i disappear between
bread and god whosover is stronger
than me i remained unchained distrusting
the rules laid down by hoaxes now i
am not me
i am not a god i am not a thought only
innocence of an unopened bud.
Satish Verma
poem by Satish Verma
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The Mood That Im In
Abner silver / al sherman
Never dared to have your arms around me
Not that I considered it a sin
But tonight I want your arms around me
Its the mood that Im in
Can it be the music that theyre playin
Or the magic of the violin
That intrigues my heart to obeyin
Its the mood that Im in
Maybe its the cocktail that Im sippin
Tonight Im so romantically inclined
So speak to me of love
In words so tender
Let the rhapsody of life begin
I could give my heart in sweet surrender
Its the mood Im in
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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James I
1603-25
The child of Mary Queen of Scots,
A shifty mother's shiftless son,
Bred up among intrigues and plots,
Learned in all things, wise in none.
Ungainly, babbling, wasteful, weak,
Shrewd, clever, cowardly, pedantic,
The sight of steel would blanch his cheek,
The smell of baccy drive him frantic.
He was the author of his line--
He wrote that witches should be burnt;
He wrote that monarchs were divine,
And left a son who--proved they weren't!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Scrawled Silence
Too often in this gaping land
I’ve wandered helpless, like some man
Whose art was squandered in the drought,
Bereft within, burnt dry without
Both parched and strangled, word and deed
Cast out from hope, embraced by need
Exiled from all that beauty saw
And lost to all I knew before.
Small wonder, then, that nature’s call
Excites me less or not at all,
That harsh intrigues of leaflessness
And trees grotesque intrigue me less.
This brown and barren artistry
Calls forth some emptiness in me
To whisper all that sadness seems
And leave scrawled silence in sad dreams.
7 September 1976
poem by David Lewis Paget
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To My Best Friend
Just a mere look into my eyes,
You can easily tell what I feel inside.
You knew me best so I can’t pretend,
This is true ‘cause you’re my friend.
You stayed with me when I’m sad,
You tried hard to cheer me up.
Didn’t mind if others chat,
Just to comfort me and make me glad.
When I was sick, you’re my private nurse,
You attended all my needs and wants.
“That’s what friends are for”, you’ve said,
These were the sweetest words I've heard
You knew me when I am weak,
You held my hand to stand still.
I cannot think of anything best,
To repay you for your goodness.
People did some intrigues and talks,
They tried to steal our trust and joys.
But hand in hand we conquered all,
We’ll be together through rise and fall
poem by Rose de Ramar
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Church Upon The Rock
I did not view the steeple
I did not join the people
I passed within no wondrous papal hall...
humanity constructed corrupted cathedral
I crossed not thirst sermon threshold...
I crossed not in privilege shadow vaulted...
I passed not within intrigues confines...
Borgia sanctified holy writ; Roman arch bleeds mysteries
Nor stepped I upon sacred
fresh stained hallowed ground
by halo on the mount account...
was I host divinity; bound constant
poem by Terence George Craddock
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