Quotation. The act of repeating erroneously the words of another.
quote by Ambrose Bierce
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Quotation, n: The act of repeating erroneously the words of another.
quote by Ambrose Bierce
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Every book is a quotation; and every house is a quotation out of all forests, and mines, and stone quarries; and every man is a quotation from all his ancestors.
quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Mine
O HOW my heart is beating as her name I keep repeating,
And I drink up joy like wine:
O how my heart is beating as her name I keep repeating,
For the lovely girl is mine!
She's rich, she's fair, beyond compare,
Of noble mind, serene and kind--
And how my heart is beating as her name I keep repeating,
For the lovely girl is mine!
O how my heart is beating as her name I keep repeating,
In a music soft and fine;
O how my heart is beating as her name I keep repeating,
For the girl I love is mine.
She owns no lands, has no white hands,
Her lot is poor, her life obscure;--
Yet how my heart is beating as her name I keep repeating,
For the girl I love is mine!
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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Images
I think images are worth repeating
Images repeated from a painting
Images taken from a painting
From a photo worth re-seeing
I love images worth repeating
Project them upon the ceiling
Multiply them with silk screening
See them with a different feeling
Images, oh, images
Images, oh, images
Some say images have no feeling
I think theres a deeper meaning
Mechanical precision or so its seeming
Instigates a cooler feeling
I love multiplicity of screenings
Things born anew display new meanings
I think images are worth repeating
And repeating and repeating
Images, oh, images
Images, images
Im no urban idiot savant
Spewing paint without any order
Im no sphinx, no mystery enigma
What I paint is very ordinary
I dont think Im old or modern
I dont think I think Im thinking
It doesnt matter what Im thinking
Its the images that are worth repeating
And repeating, oh, images
Images
If youre looking for a deeper meaning
Im as deep as this high ceiling
If you think technique is meaning
You might find me very simple
You might think that images boring
Cars and cans and chairs and flowers
You might find me personally boring
Hammer, sickle, mao tse tong
Mao tse tong
Ooohhh, images, images
Images
I think that it bears repeating
The images upon the ceiling
I love images worth repeating
And repeating and repeating
Images, images
Oh, images, oh, images
song performed by by Lou Reed
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In the theater, while you recognized that you were looking at a house, it was a house in quotation marks. On screen, the quotation marks tend to be blotted out by the camera.
quote by Arthur Miller
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Windy Hope But Steady Vision
somethimes it seems to be shaking
sometimes it seems to be ruining
sometimes it seems to be happy
but
existence is not sometimes
it is so much quotidian that we don't even know it is quotidian.
non-homan experience
computational intelligence
cognitive unconsciousness
frame is already embodied
truth is public
public is no truth
alienation of quotation
otherness of quotation marks
quotationmarks in quotation marks
meaning is a ghost comiong back to primal origin
but originality is in the materiality of comptemplating mental formations embodied inside the body on the borderline
of spectcular mix-up of concepts and passion
meaning is just a part os participated reality
running away from culivation of wisdom literally called enlightened spirit
contemporary existence is quotidian forms of a multi-styled thought before events
Words Get Stuck In My Throat
If I had a tiny microphone
Hidden in my heart
It would amplify my love for you
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
If I had a little viewmaster
Stuck inside my brain
It would snap the pictures all of you.
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
If I had a telegraph
Tapping in my brain
It would tap the morse code I love you.
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
Hey, hey, hey
Whatd I say?
Everyday!
The words get stuck in my throat (repeating)
song performed by by Devo
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We can best help you to prevent war not by repeating your words and following your methods but by finding new words and creating new methods.
quote by Virginia Woolf
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Taking The Risks
I never heard the question,
Why am I to blame?
I cannot yield and answer
That would end the game,
The repeating, repeating
Drone, take my name! take my name!
The bail is set at marriage
Or independence
I must pay with my freedom
Or be penniless,
The prisoner of either
For a single chance
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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The Words Get Stuck In My Throat (live)
If i had a tiny microphone
Hidden in my heart
It would amplify my love for you
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
If i had a little viewmaster
Stuck inside my brain
It would snap the pictures all of you.
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
If i had a telegraph
Tapping in my brain
It would tap the morse code "i love you."
But the words get stuck in my throat
The words get stuck in my throat
Hey, hey, hey
What'd i say?
Everyday!
The words get stuck in my throat (repeating)
song performed by by Devo
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Evils, an autocrat
Murderers are sometime rightly hanged
And sometimes erroneously exonerated.
Witnesses too, of vengeance, are murdered.
Evils enter your house often uninvited
04.02.2003.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To Love Greatly Is To Risk Greatly
to love greatly
is to risk greatly
“better
to have loved
and lost
than never
to have loved
at all'”
to risk love
and give
what another
really needs
regardless
of whether
that includes
you or not
this is truly
giving unselfishly
the eternal classic
“if you love
something
let it go
if it comes
back to you
it is yours
if it doesn't
it never was”
beautiful brevity
refined thought
breaches differences
Inspired by the poem ‘The Differences Between’ by Eric Cockrell. First quotation from Alfred Lord Tennyson's poem ‘In Memoriam: 27,1850’. Second quotation origin is classified anonymous.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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"Yields falsehood when preceded by its quotation" yields falsehood when preceded by its quotation.
quote by W.V.O. Quine
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With A Convincing Relentlessness
What's old?
The repeating of excuses.
What's new?
The refusing of repeating anything old.
Stale and molding.
Although what's old is accepted,
By those who redo yesterday to update.
As if no difference has been made,
To replay with embellishment...
That has an approval,
From those who look the other way...
Portraying themselves as victims of amnesia,
With a convincing relentlessness.
Making what's new,
Always within limits as to not to offend...
Anyone seeking the getting of attention!
Or the mentioning of anything,
That yesterday took place.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I In My Forever Going On
I IN MY FOREVER GOING ON
I in my forever going on hear my own voice again and again
Repeating and repeating theme after theme:
“We will all die and all our loved ones be gone”
“To love here now those we love is all that we can best do”
“This little Israel surviving is still the best hope to somehow keep alive the hope of those lost in suffering in our long history”
“We may not be the last signal of the Universe but on Earth we humans are the jest and riddle the glory and the greatness of God’s universe”
The same themes,
Round and round over and over again-
As if to live were to be always returning to what we most are
And where we want to go is what we long ago knew inside as us.
I am not the man I wanted to be,
Or the writer, or the poet,
Or the great great great redeemer
Of my own father’s suffering
I did not heal the most hurt and still cannot
I did not make my way beyond what all others have written
In my own small words
After all the years
Still here
Thank G-d
I write one more poem
As if it were the first
And always
Not the last.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Made For TV Movie
I heard a word from on high
Clear like a light in the sky
It said, "quit blowing each other up"
The voice seemed so crystally clear
Some things are clean in your ear
When only blood fills your cup
Hello
I'm trying to focus, but my eyes deceive me
Focus
I'm witnessing history repeating
It fell like a tear from my eye
Flying machines so up high
Well, there goes the neighborhood
A scene set to singe innocence
Upheave, unhinge, and pit against
Like every made for TV movie should
Hello
I'm trying to focus, but my eyes deceive me
Focus
I'm witnessing history repeating
Focus, Focus
Focus (I can see now)
We are, we know, we see, we think for you
The who, the what, the when, the where, the why
We build your hill, we build you too, we see you
Hello
I'm trying to focus, but my eyes deceive me
Focus
I'm witnessing history repeating
song performed by by Incubus
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Dave Hill 'Flapping His Arms On The Air To Ride
If anyone knows de origin of the feud between bitter Ambrose Bierce
ref rib 'poor, featherless biped, Dave Hill' hated politician fierce
then 'The Valley Of Dry Bones' 'Caw! Caw! Caw! ' words please pierce?
Quotation from the poem 'The Valley Of Dry Bones' by Ambrose Bierce.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Name of God
He who utters the Name of God while walking
gets the merit of a sacrifice at every step
His body becomes a place of pilgrimage.
He who repeats God’s Name while working
always finds perfect peace.
He who utters the Name of God while eating
gets the merit of a fast
even though he has taken his meals.
Even if one were to give in charity
the whole world encircled by the seas
it would not equal the merit of repeating the Name,
By the power of the Name
one will know what cannot be known,
One will see what cannot be seen,
One will speak what cannot be spoken,
One will meet what cannot be met.
Tuka says.
Incalculable is the gain that comes
From repeating the Name of God.
poem by Sant Tukaram
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The Sounds Of Birds
It's in the chirps-the sounds of birds,
As though repeating your oft uttered words:
Seen everywhere I could gather thought-
To truly love, without bound, you have taught!
The words come to me in dream and whilst awake,
Each time I do hear, away again my breath it does take-
My purpose in my life, defined by feelings mutual-
Ne'er has there been more need for sentiment perpetual! !
Words still are only just that, meaning naught without more,
Actions in keeping with pathos do bespeak amity's core!
Alas, not able are we to belie-
Nor, to fully answer the query-why? !
Every bird's song you shall hear, from now, uttered,
Be sure can you that my heart again has fluttered!
Maurice Harris,29 October 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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