Anderson's muckraking is one of debatable ends constantly used to justify questionable works.
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Sometimes his methods are questionable, and even his morals are questionable, but his intention is always to protect Sydney. So in that way I think he's a good parent.
quote by Victor Garber
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Sometimes, his methods and his motives are questionable and even his morals are questionable in the way he does things. But I think his intention is always to protect his daughter.
quote by Victor Garber
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Justify
Babys gone
Said shes movin on
Telling me
I aint comin along
I thought you said you were satisfied
Youve given up on everything we tried for, why?
How can you justify sacrificing our love
Justify
Sacrificing our love
Smoking gun
Hoid it in your hand
You cant deny
Im the victim of your plan
Innocence with a guilty side
I dont understand
Tell me why oh why
How can you justify sacrificing our love
Justify
Sacrificing our love
Lonely hearts finally find a home
Then they part
Like everybody does
Guess the love meant more to me
Go your way
But I cant see... why
How can you justify sacrificing our love
Justify
Sacrificing our love
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Jusitfy My Love (Orbit 12" Mix)
I wanna kiss you in Paris
I wanna hold your hand in Rome
I wanna run naked in a rainstorm
Make love in a train cross-country
You put this in me
So now what, so now what?
Chorus:
Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love
Hoping, praying
For you to justify my love
I want to know you
Not like that
I don't wanna be your mother
I don't wanna be your sister either
I just wanna be your lover
I wanna be your baby
Kiss me, that's right, kiss me
(chorus)
Yearning, burning
For you to justify my love
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
Talk to me -- tell me your dreams
Am I in them?
Tell me your fears
Are you scared?
Tell me your stories
I'm not afraid of who you are
We can fly!
Poor is the man
Whose pleasures depend
On the permission of another
Love me, that's right, love me
I wanna be your baby
(chorus)
I'm open and ready
For you to justify my love
To justify my love
Wanting, to justify
Waiting, to justify my love
Praying, to justify
To justify my love
I'm open, to justify my love
song performed by by Madonna
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The ends must justify the means.
quote by Matthew Prior
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The ends must justify the means.
Matthew Prior in Hans Carvel (1701)
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Justify My Love
Wanting, waiting for you to justify my love
I want you to chew my balls
In Paris, Niagara Falls
I want you to lick my toes
Los Angeles, San Francisco
With the fags and the ho's.
Wanting, waiting for you to justify my love
For you to justify my love...
Oh oh oh oh.
Oh oh oh oh.
Wanting, waiting for you to justify my love
Wanting, waiting for you to justify my love
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Prayer begins where human capacity ends.
quote by Marian Anderson
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From The Very Creation (English Sonnet)
From the very creation as a answer to all men
God was present on each day
sheltering us against each omen
while moving in His secret way
and now in this age He is present still
and unseen He does His works perform
and with a unknown mysterious skill
He constantly shelters against destiny's storm
and whatever road we do take,
even if we do head to a life of dread,
His miracles He does make
as He constantly walks ahead
and in our greatest incompetence
still merciful is His love and providence.
poem by Gert Strydom
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To re-live these characters would be wonderful, because I know when the show ends it will be huge mourning process.
quote by Gillian Anderson
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Anderson
Oh Anderson my friend,
Where are you now? !
And of your works done under the heavens;
But there is nothing about your lover over here,
For you slept with another lady last night.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Spilt Milk
I DON'T THINK I EVER KNOW IF I EVER REALLY WANT IT
COULD BE WHY I'M NEVER SURE IF I EVER REALLY GOT IT
AND I GUESS IT'S MAYBE EASIER NOT TO THINK TOO MUCH ABOUT IT...
A HOUSE A CAR A FAMILY AND FRIENDS
yeah ALL IT MEANS TO JUSTIFY THE ENDS
BUT SOMETIMES... I WONDER... IN THE BACK OF MY MIND
SOMETIMES... I WONDER... IF I'M WASTING ALL MY TIME
SOMETIMES... I WONDER... IF I'M PUTTING OFF MY REAL LIFE...
WHAT I COULD'VE DONE, WHERE I COULD'VE BEEN
WHEN I SHOULD'VE GONE, WHY I SHOULD'VE SEEN
WHO I WOULD'VE LOVED, HOW I WOULD'VE DREAMED
AND IF IT'S ALWAYS ALWAYS TOO LATE...
I DON'T THINK I EVER KNOW THAT I EVER REALLY NEED IT
COULD BE WHY I'M NEVER SURE THAT I EVER REALLY FEEL IT
AND I THINK IT'S MAYBE EASIER TO GUESS I REALLY MEAN IT...
A HOUSE! A CAR! A FAMILY AND FRIENDS!
yeah ALL IT MEANS TO JUSTIFY THE ENDS
BUT SOMETIMES... I WONDER...
A GIRL! A SMILE! A HOLIDAY AND SEX!
yeah ALL IT TAKES TO MAKE SENSE OF THE REST
BUT SOMETIMES... I WONDER... IN THE BACK OF MY MIND
SOMETIMES... I WONDER... IF I'M KILLING ALL MY TIME
SOMETIMES... I WONDER... IF I'M GIVING UP MY REAL LIFE...
WHAT I COULD'VE DONE, WHERE I COULD'VE BEEN
WHEN I SHOULD'VE GONE, WHY I SHOULD'VE SEEN
WHO I WOULD'VE LOVED, HOW I WOULD'VE DREAMED
AND IF IT'S ALWAYS, ALWAYS TOO LATE...
AND EVERY DAY THAT I LET SLIDE
IS ONE DAY MORE I NEVER TRY
TO BREAK THE WORLD
TO MAKE MY FATE
AND WITH EVERY DAY THAT I LET GO
IT'S ONE DAY LESS I EVER KNOW
IF IT'S ALWAYS
ALWAYS TOO LATE...
song performed by by Cure
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Hymn 94
Justification by faith, not by works.
Rom. 3:19-22.
Vain are the hopes the sons of men
On their own works have built;
Their hearts by nature all unclean,
And all their actions guilt.
Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths
Without a murm'ring word,
And the whole race of Adam stand
Guilty before the Lord.
In vain we ask God's righteous law
To justify us now;
Since to convince and to condemn
Is all the law can do.
Jesus, how glorious is thy grace!
When in thy name we trust,
Our faith receives a righteousness
That makes the sinner just.
poem by Isaac Watts
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The Guilty One
I was never the one
guilty guilty guilty
of not not loving
the other enough.
You were meant
to be with me
but you are not.
Therefore
you were not
equal to
a great love
or the sacrifices
needed.
Were you too afraid
to commit to love
in a material age
where everything is sold
at market price?
Does your job
justify justify justify
your menial pleasures
or is your existence life
still meaningless
with status but no love?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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John Anderson My Jo
John Anderson my jo, John,
When we were first acquent,
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonny brow was brent;
But now your brow is bled, John,
Your locks are like the straw,
But blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson my jo!
John Anderson my jo, John,
We clamb the hill thegither
And monie a cantie day, John,
We've had wi' ane anither;
Now we maun totter down, John,
And hand in hand we'll go,
And sleep thegither at the foot,
John Anderson my jo!
poem by Robert Burns
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John Anderson, My Jo
John Anderson, my jo John,
When we were first acquent
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonnie brow was brent;
But now your brow is bald, John,
Your locks are like the snow;
But blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson my jo!
John Anderson, my jo John,
We clamb the hill thegither,
And mony a canty day, John,
We've had wi' ane anither:
Now we maun totter down, John,
But hand in hand we'll go,
And sleep thegither at the foot,
John Anderson my jo.
poem by Robert Burns
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John Anderson
John Anderson, my jo John,
When we were first acquent
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonnie brow was brent;
But now your brow is bald, John,
Your locks are like the snow;
But blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson my jo!
John Anderson, my jo John,
We clamb the hill thegither,
And mony a canty day, John,
We've had wi' ane anither:
Now we maun totter down, John,
But hand in hand we'll go,
And sleep thegither at the foot,
John Anderson my jo.
poem by Robert Burns
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Finding That Pride In Accomplishment
The offerings are there,
To appease our growing need...
Feeding those ever changing sensibilities.
And each of them are teased constantly,
With an ever increasing boredom!
Then unconsciously,
We accuse our children...
Of not being able to focus,
With a priority to get at least 'something' done.
Finding that pride in accomplishment!
As we justify our sitting to reminisce,
The basicness of a youthfulness spent...
Entirely on being evasive!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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She Works Hard For The Money
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
Onetta there in the corner stand
and wonders where she is and
it's strange to her
some people seem to have everything
Nine a.m. on the hour hand
and she's waiting for the bell
and she's looking real pretty
just wait for her clientele
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
Twenty five years have
come and gone
and she' seen a lot of tears
of the ones who come in
they really seem to need her there
It's a sacrifice working day to day
for little money just tips for pay
But it's worth it all
just to hear them say that they care
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She already knows
she's seen her bad times
she already knows
these are the good times
She'll never sell out
she never will
not for a dollar bill
she works hard
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right
song performed by by Donna Summer from The Donna Summer Anthology
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