There's so much more to life than that, though I think that acting is fascinating because you can forget your own sorrow as you act and become somebody else.
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You know, acting is very fascinating. But being an actress is not, because you become so concentrated on yourself.
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Well, what is acting but the study of human behavior? And that's so fascinating to me.
Don't Forget About Me
(gerry goffin & carole king)
Baby, i know you've got to go
I have no right
To tell you not to go
The road just isn't there for us
There never was a prayer for us
You know how much i want you now
I don't wanna stay here
Give you fits and haunt your mind
And for now, baby
Since you're free to choose again
It's your life to win or lose again
But, hey, just don't forget about me, now, baby
Baby, please, just don't forget about me, now, baby
Today i cannot borrow
A minute of your tomorrow
Don't let it cause you sorrow
Come on baby, please
Just don't forget about me, now, baby
Just don't forget about me
Ah, someday, our paths may cross again
Baby, then we'll find the kind of love
We've lost again
But for now, i've got to let you go
It's ourselves we've got to get to know
Ah, no, don't forget about me, now, baby
Oh, please, don't forget about me, now, baby
Today i cannot borrow
One minute of your tomorrow
Don't let it cause you sorrow
Got to be baby, baby
I want you now
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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I wrote a script. I actually enjoyed writing it more than acting. It's about the Irish rebellion of 1920, which is a fascinating period and place for me.
quote by Tom Berenger
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Acting is not about dressing up. Acting is about stripping bare. The whole essence of learning lines is to forget them so you can make them sound like you thought of them that instant.
quote by Glenda Jackson
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Acting is not about dressing up. Acting is about stripping bare. The whole essence of learning lines is to forget them so you can make them sound like you thought of them that instant.
quote by Glenda Jackson
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Let Me Not Forget
If it is not my portion to meet thee in this life
then let me ever feel that I have missed thy sight
---let me not forget for a moment,
let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams
and in my wakeful hours.
As my days pass in the crowded market of this world
and my hands grow full with the daily profits,
let me ever feel that I have gained nothing
---let me not forget for a moment,
let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams
and in my wakeful hours.
When I sit by the roadside, tired and panting,
when I spread my bed low in the dust,
let me ever feel that the long journey is still before me
---let me not forget a moment,
let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams
and in my wakeful hours.
When my rooms have been decked out and the flutes sound
and the laughter there is loud,
let me ever feel that I have not invited thee to my house
---let me not forget for a moment,
let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams
and in my wakeful hours
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Sorrow Makes One A Hero Tomorrow
Without sorrow life is zero
We must accept fate's arrow
If our efforts are thorough
Our sorrow, God will borrow
Sorrows nicely shape our mind
Sorrows stop our being blind
Via sorrows, remedies we find
Sorrows are indirectly kind
In the absence of sorrow
Our mind does not grow
We think not like a hero
Our attitude is made narrow
Sorrows must be overcome
For which efforts we welcome
At last strong we become
This is sorrows' outcome
Our will-power, sorrows increase
To our heart, sorrows supply grease
Our talents, only sorrows release
In a gist, sorrows supply peace
Every sorrow at last dies
Not because of our cries
But because our soul tries
Life and success, sorrow ties
Sorrow less person is none
Sorrow is sure, if life has begun
'Sorrow trains brains' is a slogan
Sorrow is a tamable dragon
In sorrow, all must dip
By coming under its grip
All are lashed by sorrow's whip
To every life, sorrow makes a trip
Now sorrow will somehow vanish
But you cannot fully relinquish
Further sorrows, time will furnish
From life, sorrow, none can banish
Life and sorrow are closely associated
By life, sorrow is very much fascinated
By sorrow, peace is initially confiscated
Sorrow grows when life is sophisticated.
poem by Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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Greeting
This pain, also this sorrow
Hurry forget, do not forget
Want to forget, want not forget
Let one day be
Warmth and yearning
From omukae desu
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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If I Ever Forget You
If i ever forget you,
the sun would forget
to shine nor the moon
at night.
If i ever forget you,
ants would forget to gather
food and the fish would
forget how to swim.
If i ever forget you,
the river would forget the
sea and the sunflower would
forget to gaze at the sun.
If i ever forget you,
babies would forget how
to crawl and cock would
forget how to crow.
If i ever forget you,
farmers would forget there
path and humans would forget
there name.
If i ever forget you,
the tree would forget to
bear fruit and demons would
forget to do evil.
If i ever forget you.
i will never forget you.
poem by Enebeli Ifyprada
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Sorrow Under Mist
Mist -
Giving wispy vapour to the breath,
Cool calm to autumn afternoons,
A hovering air of mysticism
Over brooding lakes -
Was different here,
Affording company, closeness -
A caring arm around her shoulders.
In the eyes, a once-clear oceanic blue
Wavered under water -
Tears telling torrid truths
She couldn't face -
Like the glowering image in the mirror
You don't see in your mind's eye
Of compensation; delusion.
We see her sitting on the concrete steps
That led down to the dew-laden garden.
She's peering up, sensing her diffuse companion,
Refreshing in its chill; giving crispness
To the stealth of dulling evening.
But the bite of air couldn't lift the sorrow
Of pale youth in love,
Shouldered by a not-in-love and scoffing eye.
Rejection hurt;
Hurts -
Wrenches deep -
Emotion that we can't deny!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
Sorrow Rain
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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A Poem to Remember
The is a sorrow none should know
Yet so many have come to
It only takes a minute for a life to change
Something taken, never to be replaced
The understanding of these dangers
The loss they leave behind
For a life that has worked so hard
And is as beautiful as any other
Please don’t forget, remember
We can all play a part in this life
In being there when needed
Those sullen eyes, dried of tears
Need not look so alone
The sounds of love and friendship
The art of understanding
Under a watchful eye
That we may ease the suffering
Of a sorrow none should know
poem by Matthew Holloway
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My Old Flame
Arthur johnson / sam coslow
My old flame
I cant even think of his name
But its funny now and then
How my thoughts go flashing back again
To my old flame
My old flame
My new lovers all seem so tame
For I havent met a gent
So innocent or elegant
As my old flame
Ive met so many men
With fascinating ways
A fascinating gaze in their eyes
Som who sent me up to the skies
But their attempts at love
Were only imitations of
My old flame
I cant even think of his name
But Ill never be the same
Untill I discover what became
Of my old flame
Ive met so many men
With fascinating ways
A fascinating gaze in their eyes
Som who sent me up to the skies
But their attempts at love
Were only imitations of
My old flame
I cant even think of his name
But Ill never be the same
Untill I discover what became
Of my old flame
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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The Clown’s Sorrow
Sorrow wrapping his face,
Sat a man in a park.
An old man got to him
And made a chat with him.
He suggested to him,
‘Go to the circus yonder
And watch the clown’s action.
You can forget your sorrow
And have a heart-full laugh’
‘I am the very clown’
Said the man in sorrow.
The one who makes others
Laugh can very well wear sorrow.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Quieta Ne Movete
DEAR, if I told you, made your sorrow certain,
Showed you the ghosts that o'er my pillow lean,
What joy were mine--to cast aside the curtain
And clasp you close with no base lies between!
You have given all, and still would find to give me
More love, more tenderness than ever yet:
You would forgive me--ah, you would forgive me,
But all your life you never would forget.
And I, thank God, can still in your embraces
Forget the past, with all its strife and stain,
--But if you, too, beheld the evil faces,
I should forget them never, never again!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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About The Tomorrow
Don't worry so much about the tomorrow
For life doesn't only show you sorrow
So be happy and try to forget
All bad things in your life you have met
For good and bad and all kind of things
Come rushing towards you in a ring
So try to pick and avail these chance
And see how joy can be bought in advance
For once if you'll learn to handle with care
All sorts of trouble and distress my dear
Then you'll know that life not only show you sorrow
But there're chances of some nice and bright tomorrow.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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In Sorrow
In sorrow
She mourns her beloved son
What's next to follow
No one knows
In sorrow
He mourns his beloved daughter
What's next to follow
His heart is hollow
In sorrow
She mourns her beloved husband
What's next to follow
She is now a widow
In sorrow
He mourns his beloved wife
What's next to follow
His desire for life is renounced to zero
In sorrow
They mourn the passing of a dear friend
Someone they wished to be there tomorrow
It hurts without pretext, whatever sorrow sends
And we know and I know
Sorrow returns not the life's it borrows
Sorrow is a walking deadly shadow
Sorrow is the virus we dread tomorrow
Sorrow is the devils spell of lethal horrors
Therefore my dear fellows
In sorrow no more I mourn her sorrow
In sorrow
I have closed on her all my doors and windows
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
www.sylviachidi.co.uk
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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The Edge Of My Seat
Nothing more
That there's nothing more.
Nothing more
That there's nothing more.
Nothing here's the same, it's all a dream.
Life on the movie screen,
And Im sitting on the edge of my seat.
I can't tell what happens next, just what Ive seen.
I don't know what it means.
But Im holding on the edge of my seat.
'Cause I can't forget your name, forget your name.
Yeah I can't forget you now.
I know I can't forget you, girl.
I promise.
Sit back, buckle in, and hold on tight.
A roller coaster ride.
And, Im holding on the edge of my seat.
And I can't know for sure,
'Cause I just landed on your shore,
But I think you got nothing but another thing coming.
If you think there's nothing more,
That there's nothing more.
I can't forget your name, forget your name.
Yeah I can't forget you now.
I know I can't forget you girl.
I can't forget your name, forget your name.
Yeah, I can't forget you now.
I know I can't forget you, can't forget you, girl.
I can't forget your name, forget your name.
Yeah I can't forget you now.
I know I can't forget you, girl.
song performed by by Switchfoot
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Forget Me Not
My friend, never
Forget, forgotten me,
Forget and be forgotten.
Never forget
Our friendship,
Our relationship,
Our partnership.
Never forget
Our hope,
Our inspiration,
Our courage,
Our confidence.
Forget me not,
When we live separately,
When we out of sight,
When we out of mind,
When we out of sanity.
Forget yet remember me,
Forget yet forgive me,
Forget yet pray for me,
Forget yet call me.
Please forget me not.
Not to forget,
Your friend,
Your dream and vision,
Your ambition and success.
Forget me not,
Forget the No,
Forget the Maybe,
Forget the should be.
Think not to forget,
Think to remember,
Think to feel,
Think to say.
Forget, forgotten,
All bad things,
All bad deeds,
But forget me not.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Glory For Sorrow
sorrow thy seat is on heap of shattered hopes
still you accompany the deserted souls
sorrow you are the truth on passage of time
still you accompany defeated minds
sorrow you have nothing to hold for morrows
still you reveals the hollowness of life
sorrow you holds the secrets of dark
still you awaken the spirit in the dying man
sorrow you when words fail their expression
still you prevail the onslaught of cultures
sorrow you flood the life with tears
still you provide ways to try for happiness
sorrow you make even dull heads philosophers
still you remain elusive to searh or research
poem by Venkatesh Ram
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