A man of sense only trifles with them, plays with them, humors and flatters them, as he does with a sprightly and forward child; but he neither consults them about, nor trusts them with, serious matters.
quote by Lord Chesterfield
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Women are only children of a larger growth. A man of sense only trifles with them, plays with them, humours and flatters them, as he does with a sprightly and forward child; but he neither consults them about, nor trusts them with, serious matters.
quote by Philip Stanhope
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Nothing Even Matters
Now the skies could fall
Not even if my boss should call
The world it seems so very small
'Cause nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
See I don't need no alcohol
Your love makes me feel ten feet tall
Without it I'd go through withdrawal
'Cause nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
These buildings could drift out to sea
Some natural catastrophe
Still there's no place I'd rather be
'Cause nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
You're part of my identity
I sometimes have the tendency
To look at you religiously
'Cause nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
Now you won't find me at no store
I have no time for manicures
With you it's never either or
'Cause nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
Now my team could score
And make it to the Final Four
Just repossess my 4x4
'Cause nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
song performed by by Lauryn Hill from The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill
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Forward
'Forward! forward!'
Rang our fathers' battle-cry.
'Forward! forward!'
Norsemen, be our watchword high!
All that fires the spirit and makes the heart's faith bright,
For that we forward go with might
And faithful fight.
'Forward! forward!'
Whoso loves a home that's free.
'Forward! forward!'
Freedom's course must ever be.
Though it shall be tested by doubt and by defeat,
Who will the losses' count repeat
When vict'ries greet?
'Forward! forward!'
Whoso trusts in Norway's day.
'Forward! forward!'
Whoso goes our fathers' way.
Hid in Northern mountains are spirit-treasures true
They shall, when dawns the morning's blue,
Come forth anew.
poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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It is the mark of great people to treat trifles as trifles and important matters as important.
quote by Doris Lessing
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Playing With Technology
What happens when a child plays with a razor?
What happens when a child plays with fire?
What happens when a child drives a car?
Man in his pursuit of technology is in the same pose
In his hand is a tool of technology, powerful and dangerous
But he’s acting like a child and doesn’t know its purpose.
Man’s still a child, no sense of purpose, no vision of the future
For a child the razor, the fire and the car are just for pleasure
It is obvious, for this same reason man pursues technology.
Man’s still a child, so selfish, self-centered and irresponsible
Doesn’t care about the world, his possessions is all that matters
But his mind, his most precious one, is neglected and in tatters
We’re like a child mesmerized by technology, by its power
Creating for us so much stuff, we feel much richer
But we’ve forgotten our world is delicate, our life fragile.
We’re like a child mesmerized by technology, so tempting
So much pleasure, so much convenience to us it’s giving
But we’ve forgotten our goal in this hostile universe is survival.
We’re like a child mesmerized by technology, so exciting
Faster and faster now we are driving it, not hesitating
It’s just a matter of time, it will crash! It will crash!
Now, we can see the destruction on the horizon looming
It’s been scientifically determined our planet is warming
Because, technology, that’s meant to save us, we abused it!
poem by Leonard Sims
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Disaster In A Halo
Lately I've been thinking about what you said
Time is growing old and I'm getting colder
Hunger's just a pain that won't be fed
I'll be working for the ghost until I'm dead and done
Over and done, over
Disaster in a halo
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Somewhere there's a girl with thoughts of him
She makes wishes in a well then fears them caving in on her, around, on her
Disaster in a halo
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Cause in the well plans will come and plans will go undone
I know, I know
And you can't tell, I will come and I will do I know, I know
But why would I?
But why would I?
Disaster in a halo
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
song performed by by Ours
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When The Past Was Draged Forward438
when the past has been
draged forward, your find
a child, alone and defeated.
when the past has been draged
forward, your find a child
hiding in his mothers arm.
when the past has been draged
forward, your find a child
with splints and bandages
and a black eye, .
when the past has been draged
forward, your find a child,
waiting for good old dad,
with a gun.
poem by David Gerardino
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Minimalist Death Cyphers, A Meditation In Nine Rounds
.
for Mooky,
not even two hearts
could contain your
great spirit
1
Blue cornflowers
lean forward
Reach again
One hand
What cannot be seen
in spaces between
matters
Sky has no memory
2
Lean forward
One hand
in spaces between
Sky has no memory
3
Reach again
What cannot be seen
matters
4
O ne hand
in spaces between
Sky has no memory
5
What cannot be seen
matters
Blue Cornflowers
reach again
6
In spaces between
Sky has no memory
Lean forward
One hand
7
Sky has no memory
lean forward
One hand
in spaces between
8
Matters
Blue cornflowers
Reach again
What cannot be seen
9
Blue cornflowers
Reach again
What cannot be seen
matters
poem by Warren Falcon
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A fool flatters himself, a wise man flatters the fool.
quote by Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton
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In long experience I find that a man who trusts nobody is apt to be the kind of man nobody trusts.
quote by Harold MacMillan
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Love Is All That Matters
(diane warren)
Sometimes we make each other cry
Sometimes were locked inside the prisons of our pride
Sometimes we break each others heart with the words we say
Let anger get in the way too many times
But always after all
Love is all that matters
After everything
One thing remains the same
One thing we cannot change
We all have one heart
And one heart needs another
Love, love is all that matters
Love is all that matters
It matters after all
Sometimes we search this world for gold
When all we really need is just a hand to hold
Sometimes we let the greatest treasure just slip away
With words we forget to say too many times
But always after all
Love is all that matters
After everything
One thing remains the same
One thing we cannot change
We, we all have one heart
And one heart needs another
Love, love is all that matters
Love is all that matters
It matters after all
After all that weve been through
It comes down to one simple truth
You need me, I need you
cause love is all that matters
Love is all that matters
Love is all that matters
It matters after all
Love is all that matters
Its the only thing that matters
It matters after all
Love is all that matters
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Whether We Are Dogs Or Men
whether we are dogs
or gods
or men
it does not really matter
if we believe in nothing at all
if we believe
that there is no reason why the wind blows to the west
why the birds build their own nests
why glaciers exist
why we write poems
it matters. why we always want to say something
and open our hearts
for them to see the white doves
flying there
it matters. why we wake up and wash our face.
why we ask. why we look for answers.
whether gods or dogs or simply men.
it matters now when we begin to believe
about eternity.
this sense of being incomplete.
the want to be
completed. it matters now. whether we are dogs or gods or simply
men.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A man who trusts nobody is apt to be the kind of man nobody trusts.
quote by Harold MacMillan
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This Is What I Can Say....
when i climb uphill
you know what i do over there,
when i go back to the plains
and spend more time walking
you mistake me for
the flower gatherer
or the child at play
cutting flowers and
segregating petals
giving them to the
blowing winds...
what matters to me is
what you know but what matters
most, is what you guess...
i am no flower gatherer.
i am no longer a child either.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Political conflicts distort and disturb a people's sense of distinction between matters of importance and matters of urgency. What is vital is disguised by what is merely a matter of well being.
quote by John Grierson
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Three children
Three little children.
One with a home.
One sitting on a thrown.
The last child only skin and bones.
One child lives happily with his family.
One child sits alone; his family won’t spare the time
The last child watches his mother die.
One child has a few new toys.
One child has the best toys anyone can imagine.
The last child plays with sticks and stones.
One child attends public school.
One child stays home and studies alone.
The last child has to cook and has never opened a book.
The children become men.
One man is off to war.
One man is sitting behind a jail door.
The last man is very far from poor.
poem by Yvette Carbajal
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All That Matters
I believe that this world was made for everyone
I can see all that wealth wont make a champion
All that matters in my world (life)
All that matters to me is you
Only you, only you
All that matters, only you
I dont care what people say, what people do
(let em talk)
I dont share that state of mind, that point of view
(let em sue)
(chorus)
From the top of my head to the tip of my toes
From the sole of my shoes through every stitch in my clothes
Each beat of my heart, each molecule
All that matters to me is you
All that matters to me is you
All that matters to me is you
Believe me its true
(youre all that matters)
Now I wish youd believe it too
Only you, only you
song performed by by Abc
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An Extempore Invitation To The Earl Of Oxford, Lord High Treasurer
My Lord,
Our weekly friends to-morrow meet
At Matthew's palace in Duke-street,
To try for once if they can dine
On bacon-ham and mutton-chine.
If, wearied with the great affairs
Which Britain trusts to Harley's cares,
Thou, humble statesman, may'st descend
Thy mind one moment to unbend,
To see thy servant from his soul
Crown with thy health the sprightly bowl,
Among the guests, which e'er my house
Received it never can produce
Of honour a more glorious proof -
Though Dorset used to bless the roof.
poem by Matthew Prior
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Prismatic Observations
Few share, most from self-knowledge shrink,
fear fragility in all that matters,
form's fiction dressed as causal link
providing prism which self-image flatters -
self-fulfilling dish. Who's dished, who'd wink?
or care to think, life soon torn to tatters,
Sharing opens fresh perspective's pane,
light split then recombined sheds masks, sped pain.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Child Of Yesterday
The child that plays
Upon the sands
Of yesterdays soon sorrow
The child that laughs
Within ones heart
Of yesterdays tomorrow
The child that smiles
Upon ones soul
Of yesterdays warm light
Is the child that lives
Within each breath
Of yesterdays delight
poem by Zoe Elsworth
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