If a person is not talented enough to be a novelist, not smart enough to be a lawyer, and his hands are too shaky to perform operations, he becomes a journalist.
quote by Norman Mailer
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I Am Shaky Today
I AM SHAKY TODAY
I am shaky today-
Why I am not sure
But after all I have been through
And after all I have done
And all I have learned
And all the many times I have gotten through shakiness in the past
I am shaky today
As if all my life and its lessons have been for nothing
And I cannot control a simple mood-
I am shaky today
Like the earth might open up and swallow me forever -
I am shaky –Shaky-
After all these years
I have learned nothing-
I am so so ashamed-
Shaky still now while writing this poem.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Mary-anne With The Shaky Hands
I danced with linda
I danced with linda
I danced with jean
I danced with jean
I danced with cindy
I danced with cindy
Then I suddenly see
Then I suddenly see
Mary-anne with the shaky hands
Mary-anne with the shaky hands
What theyve done to her man
What theyve done to her man
Those shaky hands
Those shaky hands
Mary is so pretty
Mary is so pretty
The prettiest in the land
The prettiest in the land
Guys come from every city
Guys come from every city
Just to shake her shaky hands
Just to shake her shaky hands
Linda can cook
Linda can cook
Jean reads books
Jean reads books
Cindy can sew
Cindy can sew
But Id rather know
But Id rather know
Mary-anne with the shaky hands
Mary-anne with the shaky hands
What theyve done to her man
What theyve done to her man
Those shaky hands
Those shaky hands
Mary-anne with the shaky hands
Mary-anne with the shaky hands
What theyve done to her man
What theyve done to her man
Those shaky hands
Those shaky hands
Mary-anne with the shaky hands
Mary-anne with the shaky hands
What theyve done to her man
What theyve done to her man
Those shaky hands
Those shaky hands
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There Are Those So Talented
There are those so talented
They inspire us-
So talented
We cannot understand how they manage to do what they do-
So talented
They bring us to a feeling of what a wonder and greatness the human being is -
So talented
They bring our souls to somewhere else beyond our loneliness and fears-
So talented
We wish to thank them –
So talented we feel
Humanity however only Human
Created in the Divine Image also.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Assange is not a 'journalist' any more than the 'editor' of al-Qaeda's new English-language magazine 'Inspire' is a 'journalist.' He is an anti-American operative with blood on his hands.
quote by Sarah Palin
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If you can manipulate news, a judge can manipulate the law. A smart lawyer can keep a killer out of jail, a smart accountant can keep a thief from paying taxes, a smart reporter could ruin your reputation- unfairly.
quote by Mario Cuomo
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Whether you're a newspaper journalist, a lawyer, a doctor. You have to organize your thoughts.
quote by Frederick Wiseman
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Sigmund Freud was a novelist with a scientific background. He just didn't know he was a novelist. All those damn psychiatrists after him, they didn't know he was a novelist either.
quote by John Irving
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If I Were
If I were a rich man,
I would buy you all that you would need,
I would give you all that you wanted,
You would own all, that you did see.
And if I were a smart man
You would be a smart person too
All that I knew, you would also know,
No knowledge could ever I keep from you.
If I were a Strong man,
Then with my hands I'd build you a home,
I would work so hard every day and night,
'Your Wish', is all that I would moan.
And If I were a brave man
No person would I be afraid to fight,
I would take on any who made you cry,
And always, would I be at your side.
If I were a handsome man
There would be harmony between us two,
For then people would stare, as I walk on air,
But never, could I match the beauty of you.
But my ifs are a lot like my dreams,
I know that they will never come true,
Though still I do dream, and still I do wish,
Only truth is, that I will always love you.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Civilization advances by extending the number of important operations which we can perform without thinking of them.
quote by Alfred North Whitehead
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Civilization advances by extending the number of important operations which we can perform without thinking about them.
Alfred North Whitehead in Introduction to Mathematics (1911)
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Journalism?
He was a strong and gentle man
With strong and gentle hands
He was a leading journalist
A carreer he had not planned
People trusted him completely
And had great respect for him
He was no cheque book journalist
He believed that truth would win
When he retired, the legal scene
Was never quite the same
But this is all a fantasy
For Lou Grant was his name.
poem by David Keig
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A smart person will not climb a mountain; A smart person will go around it.
When you have a performer as talented as Bill Murray or as Harold, that can write as well as they can perform, you can do a final draft on the set if you think of it that way.
quote by Ivan Reitman
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Smart.
So you think you are smart huh?
Then tell me why you allowed her to play with your heart,
Why you fell into her trap,
And forgot about me all at once.
So you say you are smart,
But yet you didn't know why i tried to forget,
All the lies that you said.
You say you are smart
But yet you don't know why what you did was wrong.
Leaving the person you love for some one you like,
I'm sorry but that's the dumbest thing out of all.
1/8/10
poem by Klaudia Ortiz
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Electronic Support
And as long as I don’t see
You on the television
Or I don’t hear about
You on the radio
Or I don’t even read about
You on the national newspapers
Everything you are telling me
That it is happing to you
I would consider them
As a pure fantasy
As a pigmentation of your
Own imagination
I can even go as far as
To advice you to become a novelist
I can even get angry
If you still persist to talk to me
About the all situation
If you still want me to believe you
If you still want to get my sympathy
If you still want me to help you
With the kinds of sufferings
That you are going through everyday
With the kinds of oppressions
That you are experiencing
With the kinds of famine and malaise
That your wife and children are being victim of
Get on television
Make a radio broadcast
Invite a writer to write about you
Not any kind of writer
A journalist
I insist a journalist
To write about you…Otherwise
I would find it boring to read
So, in short, get some kind of
Electronic Support to inform me
About your problems
While I am in comfort of my house
In my car or even in my office
Then I can believe you
Then you can get my sympathy
Then I can inform the all world
That you are indeed in need
Otherwise…Don’t bother me…
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poem by Frederick Kambemba Yamusangie
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If you are a novelist of a certain type of temperament, then what you really want to do is re-invent the world. God wasn't too bad a novelist, except he was a Realist.
quote by John Barth
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Shaky Lady
Sally Ann designs the clothes
That she models on the concrete,
Moving her backwards
Down a one way street.
Home Sweet Home
For the beggar gypsy
Is where she counts your money
in her Penthouse suite
Watch her tremble
as you pass her by
Reaching for your sympathy
in clever disguise.
Contradiction in perception
Is her specialty
What she isn't
is exactly
what she appears to be
Her pitiful illusion
will only rob you blind
As she drinks champagne
from her brown bag of lies
Watch her quiver
till she reaches the door
to the life of luxury
you're paying for
Shaky Lady
You're making me old
Shaky Lady
Are you really that cold?
What ever happened to your honesty?
What made your pride
Turn into greed?
Shaky Lady
Everybody knows
Your hands only want
What our pocket books hold.
You bank on our emotion
So you can wear gold
Shaky Lady
You're making me old.
poem by Shelley Buffitt
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Positive Thinker
Am I a good thinker?
Can I see what others don't?
Am I a daring person?
Can I do what others do not like to do?
Or others are afraid to do?
Am I a creative and imaginative person?
Can I see the invisible?
Can I feel the intangible?
Can I achieve the impossible?
Am I a contemplating person?
Am I a self-reflective person?
Am I a confidence person?
Am I a self-reliance person?
Can I be a perfect person?
Can I be a clever person?
Can I be a smart thinker person?
Above all,
I prefer to be
A simple person
With a positive attitude,
Not only accept positive things,
But willing to accept negative things.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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If you want to achieve things in life, you've just got to do them, and if you're talented and smart, you'll succeed.
quote by Juliana Hatfield
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The novelist and the poet
the difference between
the poet and the novelist
the former invites you
straight into his world
a canvas that takes
words for paint
humour for techniques
realism for images
the novelist
on the other hand
flatters you with
his intelligence
but takes the liberty
to hide behind
each of his creation/character
hard it would be to
find the man in
the maze of his words
you would gain more
hunting for him in town
the novelist is a
calculative trader
seizing any idea that could
help him sell his words
the humble poet though has
to sniff out his real self, his own god-instilled rhythm,
to let us share his adventures, colours, dreams
the novelist craft words for money
the poet craft words - to find himself and shares it with those -
who wish to find their own selves
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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