Consider pleasures as they depart, not as they come.
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To the Departing Daughter
Making the house, the yard, the streets desolate,
To depart is the daughter’s perennial fate,
May upon your head overshadow benedictions,
To shield you against sufferings, thorns of hate,
And always taste you sweet fragrant pleasures,
The loosened tears become roses, soon or late.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Oh What Pleasures
Oh what pleasures I have had
with just my thoughts of you.
I could not say them all aloud
for none would think them true.
Only I can treasure these.
Only I can know
what these pleasures have done to me
and where they had me go.
Into the garden under a bough
with no one there to see,
under the starlit evening skies
with your arms enclosing me.
Onto the fields in broad daylight
trying to avoid the sun,
succumbing to nature's mating call
We two become as one.
Oh what pleasures my thoughts do give
but never would I say.
I keep them silently in my mind
and pray they're true someday.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Dainties
Dainties, sin, ten, net, stain, in, sand, den, it;
And like burning coals,
But let the men of blood depart from you! !
Spice, rice, ice, nice, mice, dice, price, lice, vice;
And like two boiled eggs and gin!
But let the men of blood depart from you.
Dainties, tan, and, an, as, ties, saint, is, ants;
And like the muse of love in the time of war! !
But let the men of blood depart from you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mistake not. Those pleasures are not pleasures that trouble the quiet and tranquillity of thy life.
quote by Jeremy Taylor
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The consciousness of the falsity of present pleasures, and the ignorance of the vanity of absent pleasures, cause inconstancy.
quote by Blaise Pascal
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Simple pleasures were all the pleasures that I knew as a child.
quote by Willie Stargell
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The people who are regarded as moral luminaries are those who forego ordinary pleasures themselves and find compensation in interfering with the pleasures of others.
quote by Bertrand Russell
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Indecision regarding the choice among pleasures temporarily robs a man of inner peace. After due reflection, he attains joy by turning away from the lower pleasures and seeking the higher ones.
quote by I Ching
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Old age has its pleasures, which, though different, are not less than the pleasures of youth.
quote by W. Somerset Maugham
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Motionless Flight
The best soundtrack that ever heard
which anyone may depart
by its own dramatic lyric
along it...
with no word
almost a harmonic silence chord...
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Song of Depart and eternity
you display imaginational journey
poem by Vahid Jahangard
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Religions, which condemn the pleasures of sense, drive men to seek the pleasures of power. Throughout history power has been the vice of the ascetic.
quote by Bertrand Russell
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Wonder 'Bout
Everyday, everyday, everday
Late at night, I think about you sometimes
I don't cry, I wonder if you're alright
Late at night, I think about you sometimes
Wonder why, I wonder if you're alright,
Thinking of the love we made
Round and round,
Now you're gone
Now you're back again
Confusing true love and pain
Threw me down
Now I'm back on my feet again
Are you asleep
Or are you still afraid of the dark?
Hugs and Kisses, pictures and romances,
Things that I wish I could do without
How many nights did I wonder in the dark,
Counting secrets of my heart,
Now and then, I wonder 'bout,
Whose seeing sleeping with you now,
How many times did I kiss you in the dark?
Watching memories depart
Then again I wonder 'bout
But I don't give a damn about you.
Say goodbye the pleasures really so mine
Keep in mind, I think about you sometimes
I'm alright, I think about you when...
Turn this light into a singer's delight
Living in a house of pain
Round away and I'm glad that I ran away
Rather be out in the rain,
Now I understand why my mother ran away.
There's no use asking,
When did I start acting like such a jerk (you too)
Washing dishes, birthday wishes, watching baseball matches,
The other future that I wonder 'bout.
So many things I wish I didn't Wonder 'Bout
How many nights did I wonder in the dark,
Counting secrets of my heart,
Now and then, I wonder 'bout,
Whose seeing sleeping with you now,
How many times did I kiss you in the dark?
Watching memories depart
Then again I wonder
But I betcha, I betcha don't give a damn about
How many nights did I wonder in the dark,
Counting secrets of my heart,
Now and then, I wonder 'bout,
Whose seeing, sleeping with you now,
How many times did I kiss you in the dark?
Watching memories depart
Then again I wonder 'bout
But I don't give a damn about you.
Everyday...everyday
How many nights did I wonder in the dark,
Counting secrets of my heart,
Now and then, I wonder 'bout,
Whose seeing, sleeping with you now,
How many times did I kiss you in the dark?
Watching memories depart
Then again I wonder 'bout
But I don't give a damn about you.
song performed by by Utada Hikaru
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I have a lot of pleasures that I think might be guilty for some people, but I don't really believe in "guilty" guilty pleasures. If I like chocolate, I'm going to eat it. And I won't eat it in a closet.
Scarlett Johansson in Index Magazine (2001)
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Hesper
Not till the sun, that brings to birth
The myriad marvels of the earth
And bids us look with wandering eyes
On all that here about us lies,
Has gone behind the hill,
Do you, O peaceful evening star,
Gaze on the dusk in which we are
And draw the heart of hope and love
To infinite deep on deep above
And bid our care be still.
All glorious pleasures of the day,
When every sense may have its way
And thought may touch the tiniest fact
And gauge the motive and the act
And measure our delight,
Depart, and leave us to the quest
Of quiet solitude and rest
And knowledge that the plotting brain
With all its science cannot gain
But from the soul of Night.
poem by John Le Gay Brereton
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To know the pains of power, we must go to those who have it; to know its pleasures, we must go to those who are seeking it. The pains of power are real; its pleasures imaginary.
Charles Caleb Colton in Lacon (1825)
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Sonnet to Hope
O, ever skilled to wear the form we love!
To bid the shapes of fear and grief depart;
Come, gentle Hope! with one gay smile remove
The lasting sadness of an aching heart.
Thy voice, benign Enchantress! let me hear;
Say that for me some pleasures yet shall bloom,--
That Fancy's radiance, Friendship's precious tear,
Shall soften, or shall chase, misfortune's gloom.
But come not glowing in the dazzling ray,
Which once with dear illusions charm'd my eye,--
O! strew no more, sweet flatterer! on my way
The flowers I fondly thought too bright to die;
Visions less fair will soothe my pensive breast,
That asks not happiness, but longs for rest!
poem by Helen Maria Williams
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What Pleasure Is This To You, O God?
what pleasure is this to you, o god,
in creating and destroying me again and again?
are you not tired of this boring game?
you scatter around me a wealth of pleasures
all of them but beyond my tiny reach-
all my life i waste in greed and tears
i acquire nothing but wrinkles and silvery hair-
why not teach me the real pleasures of living?
-sundaram chandrakalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Your Acts Kept Practiced
While you were deciding,
Who was and who was not worthy...
The Earth beneath your feet,
Was being sold...
As you directed tactics.
While you were practicing,
Division and indecision...
Your own deceit taught you knew,
Was preparing to teach...
A lesson or two!
And now you seek,
A return to pleasures.
Those pleasures you fed...
To keep your nose up high,
And your disguise...
Being stripped from you,
Right before your eyes.
And now you seek,
A return to pleasures.
And without measure...
Your treasures have been downsized!
While you were deciding,
Who was and who was not worthy...
The Earth beneath your feet,
Was being sold...
As you directed tactics.
Your acts kept practiced...
Has entrapped you as one victimized.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Pleasures of Ordinary Life
I've had my share of necessary losses,
Of dreams I know no longer can come true.
I'm done now with the whys and the becauses.
It's time to make things good, not just make do.
It's time to stop complaining and pursue
The pleasures of an ordinary life.
I used to rail against my compromises.
I yearned for the wild music, the swift race.
But happiness arrived in new disguises:
Sun lighting a child's hair. A friend's embrace.
Slow dancing in a safe and quiet place.
The pleasures of an ordinary life.
I'll have no trumpets, triumphs, trails of glory.
It seems the woman I've turned out to be
Is not the heroine of some grand story.
But I have learned to find the poetry
In what my hands can touch, my eyes can see.
The pleasures of an ordinary life.
Young fantasies of magic and of mystery
Are over. But they really can't compete
With all we've built together: A long history.
Connections that help render us complete.
Ties that hold and heal us. And the sweet,
Sweet pleasures of an ordinary life.
poem by Judith Viorst
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Golden Coins
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
Say youre mine, then ask me what you will
All your dreams, my darling Ill fulfill
Golden coins, I will bring to you
Silver trinkets and rubies too
In return dear Im begging you
For the pleasures of love
Ill bring gifts, like you never saw
Priceless garments that youll adore
Persian rugs to enhance your floor
For the pleasures of love
Darling, choose anything you please
Rich brocade, or woven tapestries
In exchange, I plead on my knees
For the pleasure of love
Golden coins, Ill place at your feet
Precious jewels to make life complete
All my treasures are yours my sweet
For the pleasures of love
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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