I'd lived by quotations, practically all my life.
quote by Loretta Young
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It is a good thing for an uneducated man to read books of quotations. Bartlett's Familiar Quotations is an admirable work, and I studied it intently. The quotations when engraved upon the memory give you good thoughts. They also make you anxious to read the authors and look for more.
quote by Winston Churchill
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The taste for quotations (and for the juxtaposition of incongruous quotations) is a Surrealist taste.
quote by Susan Sontag
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From An Eye to Mind Point of View
Little of my life is spent,
Living it by 'quotations'.
Researched to uncover...
Someone 'selected'
To have respected 'intelligence'.
Observation...
And personal experience,
Has been a 'teaching' process...
Of my valued learning.
As I yearn to adventure more.
Exploring life,
From an eye to mind point of view.
That delivers from outside...
My insight that becomes assisted,
By this accepted invitation...
I am not so quick to dismiss as lived.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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So Much Life Longing For More Life
SO MUCH LIFE LONGING FOR MORE LIFE
So much life longing for more life
Wanting to live so much
To feel to experience to know to enjoy to love.
So much life
Others have lived
So much life
I would have lived.
And the life I have lived?
More than I can know or understand
So much of it gone forever.
And all the longing and all the memories
And all the love,
Where is it now?
I have lived so much
And never lived enough
And want to live too much more
And know I will never live enough
And know I have lived so much much more
Than I will ever know again.
Life and more life,
Longing and more longing,
Life- Please God-
Not Death.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Quotation ... A writer expresses himself in words that have been used before because they give his meaning better than he can give it himself, or because they are beautiful or witty, or because he expects them to touch a cord of association in his reader, or because he wishes to show that he is learned and well read. Quotations due to the last motive are invariably ill-advised the discerning reader detects it and is contemptuous the undiscerning is perhaps impressed, but even then is at the same time repelled, pretentious quotations being the surest road to tedium.
quote by Henry W. Fowler
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I've Lived My Life
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
I left the country for the city thought I was smart but I was silly
I should have known I'd get in trouble being so green
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
I met a boy and learned to love him I would have done anything for him
I've loved him more than anything I've ever seen
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
Only eighteen but it's all over I ruined my life to please my lover
I made him happy he made me cry then said goodbye
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
Only eighteen but it's all over...
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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A writer expresses himself in words that have been used before because they give his meaning better than he can give it himself, or because they are beautiful or witty, or because he expects them to touch a cord of association in his reader, or because he wishes to show that he is learned and well read. Quotations due to the last motive are invariably ill-advised; the discerning reader detects it and is contemptuous; the undiscerning is perhaps impressed, but even then is at the same time repelled, pretentious quotations being the surest road to tedium.
Henry W. Fowler in A Dictionary of Modern English Usage (1926)
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Life Alone
How does one justify a life lived alone
How does one love if they have never been shown
A life lived alone is a life lived in vain
A life lived alone has very little to gain
Why would anyone choose to live this way
Why would anyone choose to be alone everyday
Is it living alone a shy reality to blame
Is it living alone yet another of societys shame
I stand here alone with a tear in my eye
I stand here alone and wish to understand why.
'closing thought'
A singles life can have its moments of pleasure
But a family life is filled with memories to treasure
poem by Gordon Jerome
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A Life Is Lived The Way It Is Lived
A LIFE IS LIVED THE WAY IT IS LIVED
A life is lived the way it is lived
I did what I did
And made mistakes
Maybe most of it was a mistake
I don’t know.
I told myself always
The one thing I would never do
Is regret.
Regrets I don’t have
But the tone of regret now touches all I do
And some deep sadness says
‘I should not have failed so much.’
G-d who gave me this one life
And so much time
And so much opportunity
G-d who gave me my chance truly.
Can I blame You,
If I did not make it?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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It is a good thing for an uneducated man to read books of quotations.
Winston Churchill in My Early Life (1930)
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Husband and Wife
It's gonna be hard
To get back on track
After all that we've been through! !
Some say we're not meant to be together
Only if they only knew! !
We've practically been brought up together
And lived the same old life
I always knew you'd be my husband
I always dreamt i'd be your wife
So what's so different?
What has changed?
Have we grown apart?
I didn't think that could ever happen
I thought you owned my heart? ?
I wouldn't want to live without you
I couldn't even try
I thought about it late last night
And i cried my pillow dry! !
So don't think about this hastily
We need to talk it out
We vowed together, till death do us part
An i never had a doubt
Let's prove them wrong
We're meant to be
I love you more then life
You're made to be my husband
And i'm made to be your wife! ! ! !
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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If I Lived One More LIfe... I Would
If I lived one more life
I would melt by the gentle sight of you
I would believe that your love is true
I would erase my fake intention
I would hold back all my foolish emotion
If I lived one more life
I would read all yr colorful envelopes
I would never burn your words of hopes
I would cherish your banner on the wall
I would make sure it will never fall
If I lived one more life
I would pick up your call night & days
I would guarantee your mind not decays
I would let my door open at all time
I would safe your sanity to prevent any crime
If I lived one more life
I would stand before you on my knee
I would beg your family to forgive me
I would plead to share your torture
I would fight to bring back your future
If I lived one more life
I would endure all your hate
I would accept you as my fate
I would strive to give you the best of me
I would die in your arms and be happy
If I lived one more life … I would
Dedicated to D.N.R – It’s been 14 years… This is my apology, I mean every word.
poem by Niken Kusuma Wardani
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Working At The Factory
All my life I've been a workin' man
When I was at school they said that's all you'll ever understand
No profession. I didn't figure in their plans
So they sent me down factory to be a workin' man
All I lived for, All I lived for
All I lived for was to get out of the factory
Now I'm here seemingly free, but working at the factory.
The music came along and gave new life to me
And gave me hope back in 1983
The music came and set me free
From working at the factory
All I lived for, All I lived for
All I lived for was to get out of the factory
All I lived for, All I lived for
All I lived for was to get out of the factory
Never wanted to be like everybody else
But now there are so many like me sitting on the shelf
They sold us a dream but in reality
It was just another factory
I made the music , thought that was mine
It made me free , but that was in another time
But then the corporations and the big combines
Turned musicians into factory workers on assembly lines.
All I lived for, All I lived for
All I lived for was to get out of the factory
We made the music to set ourselves free
From working at the factory.
All my life I've put in a working day
Now it's sign the contract. Get production on the way
Take the money, make the music pay
Working at the factory
All I lived for was to get out of the factory.
Never wanted to be like everybody else
But now there are so many like me sitting on the shelf
They sold us a dream but in reality
Was just another factory
Working at the factory.
song performed by by Kinks
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Windows
Looking from outside into an open window one never sees as much as when one looks through a closed window. There is nothing more profound, more mysterious, more pregnant, more insidious, more dazzling than a window lighted by a single candle. What one can see out in the sunlight is always less interesting than what goes on behind a windowpane. In that black or luminous square life lives, life dreams, life suffers.
Across the ocean of roofs I can see a middle-aged woman, her face already lined, who is forever bending over something and who never goes out. Out of her face, her dress, and her gestures, our of practically nothing at all, I have made up this woman's story, or rather legend, and sometimes I tell it to myself and weep.
If it had been and old man I could have made up his just as well.
And I go to bed proud to have lived and to have suffered in some one besides myself.
Perhaps you will say "Are you sure that your story is the really one?" But what does it matter what reality is outside myself, so long as it has helped me to live, to feel that I am, and what I am?
poem by Charles Baudelaire
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Where Do The Boys Go
Ou vont les garcons)
We walked around in circles singing ooo ha o
I said we walk around for practically forever singing ooo ha o
I said our heads were filled with things that
Didn't really matter anyway we're singing ooo ha o
I said we walk around for practically forever singing ooo ha o
I say!
We walked around in circles singing-- ooo ha o
I said we walk around for practically forever singing-- ooo ha o
I said our heads were filled with things that
Didn't really matter anyway we're singing-- ooo ha o
I said we walk around for practically forever singing-- ooo ha o
I say:
Tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go?
Tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go?
Tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go?
Ok, third line everybody sing
Chorus repeat
(We walk around in circles)
We walked around in circles singing-- ooo ha o
I said we walk around a practically forever singing-- ooo ha o
I said our heads were filled with things that didn't matter anyway we're singing-- ooo ha o
I said we walk around for practically all eternity singing-- ooo ha o
I say we walk around in circles!-- Ooo ha o
I say we walk around in circles!-- Ooo ha o
I say we walk around in circles!-- Ooo ha o
I say we walk around in circles!-- Ooo ha o
All to the tune of this very simple melody
[Simple melody]
Ta ta ta ta ta ta!
Tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go?
Tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go?
Tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go?
T-tell me, tell me, tell me, where do the boys go?
Where do the boys go?
Where do the boys go?
Where do the boys go?
Where do the boys go
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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I Got Nothing
(s. hoffs/v. peterson/j. shear)
Susanna & vicki
I got nothing
Theres no sense in looking back
All my yesterdays went up in flames
Now Im gonna
Just forget whats in the past
I dont even recognize their names
Two undiscarded lives, a simple proposition
Everyday a little pain
Survivals up to me, since every time i
Open my eyes the world remains
I got nothing (got nothing)
Too bad (too bad)
But Im happy cause thats all I have (thats all I have)
I got nothing (got nothing)
They want (they want)
No false dreaming, I practically just won
Looking out their
Windows from their easy chairs
I can see they think they got it beat
They just see a
Drifter in some worn out clothes
Not someone whod taste so good to meet
Im more ashamed of them than what Im wearing
Not reaching past the window ledge
Theres a view of life that were not sharing
cause they wont walk out to the edge
I got nothing (got nothing)
Too bad (too bad)
But Im happy cause thats all I have (thats all I have)
I got nothing (got nothing)
They want (they want)
No false dreaming, I practically just won.
Two undiscarded lives, a simple proposition
Everyday a little pain
Survivals up to me, since every time i
Open my eyes the world remains
I got nothing (got nothing)
Too bad (too bad)
But Im happy cause thats all I have (thats all I have)
I got nothing (got nothing)
They want (they want)
No false dreaming, I practically just won
I got nothing (got nothing)
Too bad (too bad)
I got nothing (got nothing)
Too bad
I got nothing
Too bad
I got nothing
Too bad
song performed by by Bangles
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Born To Die
Just a baby
On a doorstep
Its how they found me
Cold and hungry
Raised on hatred
Fed by strangers
As a young girl
I often wondered
Am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
People push me
Knock me down
My foster parents
Kicked me around
They brought me up on
Loneliness
I never had me
A single friend
Am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
Must be someone
In this world
Who can save me
From myself
Or am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
Am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Practically speaking, your religion is the story you tell about your life.
quote by Andrew Greeley
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A Life
A life built on loneliness
is no life at all.
A life lived in sadness
awaits only darker clouds to call.
A life lived in misery
is one upon no happiness will fall.
A life that makes a stand
is the best life of all
It grabs every opportunity
to make life, as it should be.
HAPPY
17 November 2008
poem by David Harris
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I Lived Most Of My Life In Delusion
I LIVED MOST OF MY LIFE IN DELUSION
I lived most of my life in delusion-
I dreamed I was writing great masterpieces-
Every life moment was hoarded
For the sacred work.
I am old now
The manuscripts are piled up
No one wants them;
I apparently was wrong about my life and work
I lived in delusion-
Now I have all the time in the world to do nothing in-
These lines too can go to the pile.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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