By the time I was four, I would walk around the corner and wait at a local streetcar stop, get on the streetcar with somebody who looked like they could be my mother and go to the end of the line.
quote by Maureen Forrester
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We'll all be riding that streetcar of desire.
quote by Robert Joseph Bob Dole
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I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.
Tennessee Williams in A Streetcar Named Desire (1947)
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I have suffered two grave accidents in my life, one in which a streetcar knocked me down.. The other accident is Diego.
quote by Frida Kahlo
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Streetcar is a most wonderful, wonderful play.
quote by Vivien Leigh
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Provisions
What should we have taken
with us? We never could decide
on that; or what to wear,
or at what time of
year we should make the journey
So here we are in thin
raincoats and rubber boots
On the disastrous ice, the wind rising
Nothing in our pockets
But a pencil stub, two oranges
Four Toronto streetcar tickets
and an elastic band holding a bundle
of small white filing cards
printed with important facts.
poem by Margaret Atwood
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The Bad Old Days
The summer of nineteen eighteen
I read The Jungle and The
Research Magnificent. That fall
My father died and my aunt
Took me to Chicago to live.
The first thing I did was to take
A streetcar to the stockyards.
In the winter afternoon,
Gritty and fetid, I walked
Through the filthy snow, through the
Squalid streets, looking shyly
Into the people’s faces,
Those who were home in the daytime.
Debauched and exhausted faces,
Starved and looted brains, faces
Like the faces in the senile
And insane wards of charity
Hospitals. Predatory
Faces of little children.
Then as the soiled twilight darkened,
Under the green gas lamps, and the
Sputtering purple arc lamps,
The faces of the men coming
Home from work, some still alive with
The last pulse of hope or courage,
Some sly and bitter, some smart and
Silly, most of them already
Broken and empty, no life,
Only blinding tiredness, worse
Than any tired animal.
The sour smells of a thousand
Suppers of fried potatoes and
Fried cabbage bled into the street.
I was giddy and sick, and out
Of my misery I felt rising
A terrible anger and out
Of the anger, an absolute vow.
Today the evil is clean
And prosperous, but it is
Everywhere, you don’t have to
Take a streetcar to find it,
And it is the same evil.
And the misery, and the
Anger, and the vow are the same.
poem by Kenneth Rexroth
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I Walk The Line
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the ties that bind
Because youre mine I walk the line
I find it very very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each days through
Yes I admit it, I am a fool for you
Because youre mine I walk the line
As sure as night is dark and days light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness Ive known proves that its right
Because youre mine, I walk the line
Youve got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I cant hide
For you I know Id even try to turn the tide
Because youre mine, I walk that line
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because youre mine, I walk the line
Because youre mine, I walk the line
Because youre mine, I walk the line
Im gonna walk it
Im gonna walk the line
Im gonna walk it, walk it, walk it
Im gonna walk that line
Im gonna walk it because youre mine
Im gonna walk it, walk it
Im gonna walk the line
Im gonna walk it, walk it
Im gonna walk the line
Im gonna walk it
Im gonna walk the line
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Walk On By
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
Walk on by, walk on by
Make believe
that you don't see the tears
Just let me grieve
in private 'cause each time I see you
I break down and cry
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk on by
I just can't get over losing you
And so if I seem broken and blue
Walk on by, walk on by
Foolish pride
Is all that I have left
So let me hide
The tears and the sadness you gave me
When you said goodbye
Walk on by
and walk on by
and walk by (don't stop)
Walk on by, walk on by
Foolish pride
Is all that I have left
So let me hide
The tears and the sadness you gave me
When you said goodbye
Walk on by (don't stop)
and walk on by (don't stop)
and walk by (don't stop)
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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Ill Kiss You
Went down to the local gypsy
And I handed her the same line--
you know what I want from you
So honey wont ya gimme #9
Cause you know lately I aint feelin so great--
Last time she gave me love potion #8
And you know pretty baby how I think youre pretty smart
But one sip from this bottle and Ill tear you all apart--
The gypsy told me that the first thing
That would happen you get dizzy
Second thing you better make sure
That your boyfriend isnt busy
Cause you wont wanna eat
And you wont wanna drink
You wont wanna talk
And you wont wanna think
My mother used to tell me not to kiss on this first date
This time when I see you, you know I aint gonna wait!
Ill kiss you
Gonna corner you and not let you go
Ill kiss you
Dont tell me nothing--i--i--dont wanna know
And twidely--dee--and twidely--dum
Ill kiss you, Ill kiss you, Ill kiss you
Hopped into a taxi, and I told the driver
Got to get me cross town
Killed the bottle, started seeing double
When the driver turned around
And though I was a failure with love potion #8
#9 was different and the hours getting late
Now Im standing on the corner
Everyone looks great to me
And if you come and get me take me where I want to be--
Ill kiss you...
...Ill kiss you
Ill kiss you
Xxx
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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Hide Your Heart
(desmond child/paul stanley/holly knight)
Producer for bonnie: desmond child
Johnny saw her ridin on a streetcar named desire
His fate was sealed
She could see him comin like a hundred other liars
It was no big deal
Rosa had a lover on the shady side of town
Tito, he was king op the streets
She was his possession like a jewel on his crown
Johnny better run, better run....
Better hide your heart
Better hold on tight
Better say your prayers
Cause theres trouble tonight
When pride and love battle with desire
Better hide your heart
Cause youre playin with fire
Ah, ah, ah, ah/ hey, hey, hey/do, do, do, do...
The ride was over but the story doesnt end
He took her heart
She looked him in the eye
And said they couldnt meet again
You could see the trouble start
The word went out that rosas messin with someone
It was on the street
Tito looked for johnny with a vengeance and a gun
Johnny better run, better run...
Johnnys holdin rosa on a rooftop in the night
As time stood still
They couldnt hear him comin
Till he had them both in sight
You could feel the chill
A shot rang out like thunder
And the blood was on her hands
With nothing won
When someone lies there dyin
Lovers finally understand....
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Histoire du Cinéma
I remember seeing Star Wars for the first time,
but it wasn't like seeing Breathless for the first time.
I was breathless when I watched Raging Bull for the first time,
but I was a raging bull when I watched Clueless for the first time.
I was clueless when I watched 8 1/2 for the first time.
I was 8 1/2 when I watched Snow White for the first time.
I was snow white when I saw Halloween for the first time.
It was Halloween when I watched High Noon for the first time.
I remember seeing King Kong for the first time.
It was in The Apartment that I saw The Searchers for the first time.
In Modern Times, a Taxi Driver should consider The Graduate and
go Singin' In the Rain On the Waterfront with The African Queen,
instead of this route I took classes with a Psycho from Chinatown on The Grapes of Wrath.
Someday I'll be An American in Paris but for now
Guess Who's Coming to Dinner? Rocky and The Wild Bunch
rode in on The Streetcar Named Desire to fill their Jaws
with The Best Years of Our Lives.
poem by Larry Sawyer
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Im In Line
(d. peterson/v. peterson/s. hoffs)
Debbi
I dont want to wait in line for you
Darling, youll know thats what Ill do
The girls are pretty
The girls are many
Ah, but your heart is empty
No ones filling up for you
Im in line for you, my darling
Yeah, yeah
In the morning when I rise I see
Another girl in line ahead of me
Oh, what advantage with the way you do me
When you walk by abd when you get round to me
Yeah, take a look at me
Im in line for you, my darling
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, Im in line
I dont want to waste my time
Waiting for some guy to change his mind
You dont ever notice
Standing in the shadows
And I cant tell you why
Im in line for you, my darling
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, Im in line
Im in line, Im in line
Im in line, Im in line
Im in line, Im in line
Im in line, Im in line
song performed by by Bangles
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Walk A Thin Line
Written by lindsey buckingham.
Ive seen so many things that made me wonder
But sometimes its hard to tell
I said
Take your time
But no one was listening
I walk a thin line
They told me that I never would recover
Still some say they knew me well
I said
Stay by my side
But no one said nothin
I walk a thin line
I said
Please toe the line
But no one was listening
I walk a thin line
I said
Fate takes time
But no one was listening
I walk a thin line.
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Coffee Cigarettes and Time
The late afternoon invites leisurely
to inactivity and rest The best time to sit back
and be waited on like a guest At the corner
coffee shop where the air is thick with smoke
People play pool in the back room placing bets
that provoke The writer who lives alone
on the thirteenth floor is relaxed He smiles
unnoticeably having a completed chapter faxed
The bartender is preparing for the night and
Happy Hour Inventing new fancy drinks
that are potent sweet or sour The old guy
sitting at the bar in no rush to get home on time
Shares opinions over strong coffee about a
forgotten war crime A woman ordered wine
getting cigarettes from the machine Slowly strolls
across the room wearing a stone of aquamarine
Late rush hour traffic encourages to hang out
for a while Two attractive men in the corner sharing
kisses really shy From the speakers on the wall we
can hear a funky jazz tune Sitting in club chairs smoking
stirring coffee with a spoon Time stands still for a
little while when it starts to rain Streaks of water
leave teardrops on the sidewalk as in pain
The streetcar stops and new people join
our convention Accompanied by laughter they
do not pay much attention Rings of smoke take off
being swallowed by the big room Some people order
appetizers but all you smell is perfume The walls
are plastered with old posters of musicians past Here
all you need is coffee cigarettes and time that lasts
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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A Tin Of Sardines
A tin of Sardines.
Mother by an assembly line putting tiny sardines into tins,
a machine did the rest, a squirt of oil and a lid stamped on.
Sardines side by side, in total darkness, wait to be eaten.
But first of all the sardines had to be smoked, the smoker
my mother’s lover, he visited her every Sunday afternoon,
and I was sent out to find a place that sold ice cream, even
when it rained. Rusting sardine cans, littering the wayside,
don’t walk barefoot in the grass at summer time. Mother
by an assembly line, putting sardines into tins, the smoker
had another girlfriend now and I got no Sunday ice cream.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Cambridge, Spring 1937
At last the air fragrant, the bird's bubbling whistle
Succinct in the unknown unsettled trees:
O little Charles, beside the Georgian colleges
And milltown New England; at last the wind soft,
The sky unmoving, and the dead look
Of factory windows separate, at last,
From windows gray and wet:
for now the sunlight
Thrashes its wet shellac on brickwalk and gutter,
White splinters streak midmorning and doorstep,
Winter passes as the lighted streetcar
Moves at midnight, one scene of the past,
Droll and unreal, stiff, stilted and hooded.
poem by Delmore Schwartz
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Corner Of My Mind
I can see a man
Walk away and bend his head
He won't turn around
And there is her mom
Lookin' desperate and sad
And night is slowly fallin' down
In a corner of my mind
I can feel the time rewind
A little girl who stands there cryin'
Her little hopes are dying
In a corner of my mind
Are the tears i left behind
Just memories of a stolen heaven
Gone away forever
Lots of dreams that once were mine
I can always find
In a corner of my mind
And that little girl
In a ragged yellow skirt
She looks very scared
Hears her mother say
Girl - don't wanna see you hurt
He's gone - but he will always care
In a corner of my mind ...
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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I'm Already Gone
I suppose I could stop it now
And say I didn't need it anyhow
Just walk away and let it go
Tip my hat and try to play it cool
To keep myself from being made a fool
I could pretend you don't already know that
I'm already gone
I never thought I'd cross over the line
But it's way too late
And your love is just too strong
And I'm already gone
There's no doubt about how I feel
Both my hands are off the wheel
So now it's really up to you
This is something that I've never done
You know I've always been the first to run
But girl this time there's nothin'
I can do 'cause
I'm already gone
I never thought I'd cross over the line
But it's way too late
And your love is just too strong
And I'm already gone
I tried so hard to keep the walls from fallin'
I found a hiding place and told my heart to wait but
I'm already gone
I never thought I'd cross over the line
But it's way too late
And your love is just too strong
And I'm already gone
And I'm, I'm already gone
song performed by by Phil Vassar
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Local Hero
I was driving through my hometown
I was just kinda killin time
When I seen a face staring out of a black velvet painting
From the window of the five and dime
I couldnt quite recall the name
But the pose looked familiar to me
So I asked the salesgirl who was that man
Between the doberman and bruce lee?
She said just a local hero
Local hero she said with a smile
Yeah a local hero he used to live here for a while
I met a stranger dressed in black
At the train station
He said son your soul can be saved
Theres a beautiful women nights of low livin
And some dangerous money to be made
Theres a big town cross the whiskey line
And if we turn the right card up
They make us boss the devil pays off
And them folks that are real hard up
They get their local hero
Somebody with the right style
They get their local hero
Somebody with just the right smile
Well I learned my job I learned it well
Fit myself with religion and a story to tell
First they made me the king then they made me pope
Then they brought the rope
I woke to a gypsy girl sayin drink this
Well my hands had lost all sensation
These days Im feeling all right
cept I cant tell my courage from my desperation
From the tainted chalice
Well I drunk some heady wine
Tonight Im layin here
But theres something in my ear
Sayin theres a little town just beneath the floodline
Needs a local hero
Somebody with the right style
Lookin for a local hero
Someone with the right smile
Local hero local hero she said with a smile
Local hero he used to live here for a while
Lisa lowell, backing vocals
Patti scialfa, backing vocals
Soozie tyrell, backing vocals
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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When my mother was dying in the hospital, he thought, when she knew her end was coming, it was not me she looked to but someone who stood behind me: her mother or the ghost of her mother. To me she was a woman but to herself she was still a child calling to her mother to hold her hand and help her. And her own mother, in the secret life we do not see, was a child too. I come from a line of children without end.
quote by J.M. Coetzee
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