The two most precious things this side of the grave are our reputation and our life. But it is to be lamented that the most contemptible whisper may deprive us of the one, and the weakest weapon of the other.
quote by Charles Caleb Colton
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Though it be in the power of the weakest arm to take away life, it is not in the strongest to deprive us of death.
quote by Thomas Browne
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Cassio: Reputation, reputation, reputation! Oh, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my reputation!
line from Othello, Act II, Scene 3 by William Shakespeare (1603)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Lay His Sword By His Side
Lay his sword by his side -- it hath served him too well
Not to rest near his pillow below;
To the last moment true, from his hand ere it fell,
Its point was still turn'd to a flying foe.
Fellow-labourers in life, let them slumber in death,
Side by side, as becomes the reposing brave --
That sword which he loved still unbroke in its sheath,
And himself unsubdued in his grave.
Yet pause -- for, in fancy, a still voice I hear,
As if breathed from his brave heart's remains; --
Faint echo of that which, in Slavery's ear,
Once sounded the war-word, "Burst your chains."
And it cries, from the grave where the hero lies deep,
"Though the day of your Chieftain for ever hath set,
Oh leave not his sword thus inglorious to sleep --
It hath victory's life in it yet!
"Should some alien, unworthy such weapon to wield,
Dare to touch thee, my own gallant sword,
Then rest in thy sheath, like a talisman seal'd,
Or return to the grave of thy chainless lord.
But, if grasp'd by a hand that hath learn'd the proud use
Of a falchion, like thee, on the battle-plain,
Then, at Liberty's summons, like lightning let loose,
Leap forth from thy dark sheath again!"
poem by Thomas Moore
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There are people who strictly deprive themselves of each and every eatable, drinkable, and smokable which has in any way acquired a shady reputation. They pay this price for health. And health is all they get for it. How strange it is. It is like paying out your whole fortune for a cow that has gone dry.
quote by Mark Twain
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Weapons of Mass Destruction
The Holy Roman Empire and Alexander The Great
Exterminate the globe, with extreme prejudice,
A Weapon of Mass Destruction
The European Inquisition, A Weapon of Mass Destruction
The Holy Christian Crusades, A Weapon of Mass Destruction
The Manifest Destiny and land expansion, A Weapon of Mass Destruction
Globalization and commercialization of the many rain forests,
A Weapon of Mass Destruction
Comprehensive sanctions is economic violence,
A Weapon of Mass Destruction
The procreation of religion and God, A Weapon of Mass Destruction
Democratizing the whole world, A Weapon of Mass Destruction
The extermination of The Iroquois Confederation, A Weapon of Mass Destruction
World domination the salvation of, A Weapon of Mass Destruction
War, is the greatest Weapon of Mass Destruction
The justification for annihilation of, The Constitution
The constitution of retribution, the absolution of, A Weapon of Mass Destruction.
poem by Josephine DixonBanks
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Feet With a Little Dirt
How can the reputation of one
Who seeks attention
Be blemished
When that is the aimed sought
And given?
It is the reputation of those
Who claim to have walked on water...
And choose to remain seen
With toes toejam free and far from wetness!
Something stinks here!
The feet with a little dirt,
Deserves some forgiveness first!
The others?
Give them a thorough examination.
And conceal a weapon to defend yourself.
Something here is clearly hidden.
Arm yourself...
With at least a deodorizer!
Forget goldleaf crosses dangling from the neck.
They probably have big ones...
Crusted in diamonds or something,
To attract your attention...
Away from false intentions.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Man Like You
A man like you, a man like you
Could be my new beginning
And get me on the winning side of life
If I had you, a man like you
All the fairy tales I dreamed about
Just a breath ago would all come true
If I had you baby
If I had a man like you
A man like you baby, just like you
Id share all of the precious things
That Ive been saving deep within my soul
Well a man like you, and baby
A little ol sweet girl like me
The two of us together
Ride the waves forever and well be home free
Well dont you feel it, yeah
I need a man like you
And all I want is to know
I need you by my side yeah
And I want to protect you baby
From all things in life
Well I do, yeah
Oh, what I wouldnt do for a man like you
A man like you, a man like you
song performed by by Donna Summer
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A brand for a company is like a reputation for a person. You earn reputation by trying to do hard things well.
quote by Jeff Bezos
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Wouldnt I Be Someone
Maybe theres a reason why we broke up
I could dedicate my life to something new
But I must have been asleep but then I woke up
Working out why I was still with you
All the things I wish I could have been
Wouldnt I be someone , someone
And I would be respected
In the prime of my life , Ill do evrything right
Ill begin
Wouldnt I be something , something
I would get a reputation
In the prime of my life , Ill do evrything right
Ill begin
(break)
Midnight stars are shining on my shoeshine
Telling me the things Im gonna be
Now the hurts all gone , Ive pushed them all behind me
And the world is gonna fall in love with me
All the things I wish I could have been
Wouldnt I be someone , someone
And I would be respected
In the prime of my life, Ill do evrything right
Ill begin
Wouldnt I be something, something
I would get a reputation
In the prime of my life , Ill do evrything right
Ill begin
song performed by by Bee Gees
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The Weapon
We've got nothing to fear...but fear itself?
Not pain, not failure, not fatal tragedy?
Not the faulty units in this mad machinery?
Not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry?
With an iron fist in a velvet glove
We are sheltered under the gun
In the glory game on the power train
Thy kingdom's will be done
And the things that we fear are a weapon to be held against us...
He's not afraid of your judgment
He knows of horrors worse than your Hell
He's a little bit afraid of dying
But he's a lot more afraid of your lying
And the things that he fears are a weapon to be held against him...
Can any part of life be larger than life?
Even love must be limited by time
And those who push us down that they might climb
Is any killer worth more than his crime?
Like a steely blade in a silken sheath
We don't see what they're made of
They shout about love, but when push comes to shove
They live for the things they're afraid of
And the knowledge that they fear is a weapon to be used against them...
song performed by by Rush
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Precious Things
Some people guard their money
as being the most precious thing
in their lives.
Some people worship their loved ones
as being the most precious thing
out side of heaven they will ever get.
Some people declare to everyone
they have no precious things at all,
but their way of thinking has a tiny flaw.
Everyone will have something precious,
something that they would
give up their lives for.
Something so dear to them
it is worth every sacrifice they have to make
so long as they never lost if from their lives.
12 August 2008
poem by David Harris
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All Are Precious
Every child’s, a precious one!
Every spouse, a precious one;
Every sibling, a precious one;
For, most have small, a family norm!
Every parent’s, a precious one!
Every student’s, a precious one!
Every teacher, a precious one;
For, most have small, a family norm!
Every worker’s, a precious one!
Every inmate, a precious one;
Every colleague, a precious one;
For, most have small, a family norm!
Every person’s, a precious one!
Every life, a precious one;
Every soul, a precious one;
For, most have small, a family norm!
So, take all care of every life,
And don’t take undue risks at all;
Life’s most precious thing on earth;
For, most have small, a family norm!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 24-10-2010
poem by John Celes
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Quintessence Of Life Lasts In You
Days with joy and days with sorrow,
I'm standing by your side, sharing your dreams,
In the struggle of life, against all odds,
You are my truth, my reality.
Before the dawn i wake up and see you
Laying by my side, sleeping so deep,
There is nothing in this world more precious than your smile,
There is nothing more precious than you.
You are my universe, the meaning of my life,
I cant imagine life without you,
There isn't ocean to burn out my love for you,
There isn't happiness, there is nothing without you.
All my world speeds around you,
And my love is much more than all stars in the Milky Way,
Day by day you make me understand one thing, that,
Quintessence of life lasts in you.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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The slanderer and the assassin differ only in the weapon they use; with the one it is the dagger, with the other the tongue. The former is worse that the latter, for the last only kills the body, while the other murders the reputation.
quote by Tyron Edwards
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Make Grass Green On Your Side
Grass is always green on the other side
But one has to know the other side, to see, weather how green the grass really is?
If you’re trapped then you can feel life in a shell
And not see how good life can be.
All those things that looks green and good to eyes
Just turn our own precious hearts go green.
Be content,
At least try to be…
Enjoy every thing…even waiting in a queue…
Life will soon be sunny! ! !
poem by Shruti Modi
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Which is chaste?
My eyes are sharper than swords.
Your attention was held.
My words are sharper than eyes.
Your heart was won.
My pen is sharper than words.
Your senses struggle.
Is my sharpest weapon blunt
‘Cause your senses are strong?
No, your senses are iron sheathed.
Else, your senses are the weakest.
The senses shown can be visible.
Hence you dread to show.
The shown heart, who knows?
Hence, you dare to concede.
Heart, more precious, is given.
Yet you guard your senses.
Throne is lost; sword is guarded.
War is lost; battle is waged.
Kings are friendly; subjects only war.
Heart is given; senses are withheld.
Visibly chaste; Invisibly what?
13.06.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I'm truly worried about the country's direction. I can tell you this categorically, we've got the weakest president and the weakest governor in the history of my 50 years of public service.
quote by Fritz Hollings
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The Weapon Part Ii Of fear
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Weve got nothing to fear --- but fear itself?
Not pain or failure, not fatal tragedy?
Not the faulty units in this mad machinery?
Not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry?
With an iron fist in a velvet glove
We are sheltered under the gun
In the glory game on the power train
Thy kingdoms will be done
And the things that we fear
Are a weapon to be held against us...
Hes not afraid of your judgement
He knows of horrors worse than your hell
Hes a little bit afraid of dying ---
But hes a lot more afraid of your lying
And the things that he fears
Are a weapon to be held against him...
Can any part of life --- be larger than life?
Even love must be limited by time
And those who push us down that they might climb ---
Is any killer worth more than his crime?
Like a steely blade in a silken sheath
We dont see what theyre made of
They shout about love, but when push comes to shove
They live for the things theyre afraid of
And the knowledge that they fear
Is a weapon to be used against them...
song performed by by Rush
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Lost In My Dreams
Oh, what a summer!
My precious love where are you?
I wanted you and i needed you to come back to me;
But life is not fair when you are gone forever!
I am still lost in my dreams,
Thinking of you daily without a clue;
My precious love where are you?
The weather is too cold and i need you,
Like the dream of the changing seasons;
Oh, what a winter!
My precious love where are you?
It is time to move on to crown my day without you.
How much i needed you in my arms,
How much i wanted you in my arms,
For you are very excellent in love my sweet one;
Like a plant planted by the river side.
My precious love where are you?
The sun is heating on me without you;
My precious love where are you?
The snow is falling on me without you;
My precious one where are you?
I am still in lost in my dreams and i need you.
The vegetation is green and i need you around,
But life is not so fair when you are gone forever!
I am lost in my dreams and i need you.
My precious love when will you come back to me?
I know how much i needed you;
My precious love where are you?
I know how much you wanted me;
Come back to me oh my sweet one;
For i am lost in my dreams without you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Put Down That Weapon
Under the waterline
No place to retire
To another time
The eyes of the world now turn
And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the skies go dark with rain
Can you tell me will our freedom remain
Put down that weapon or well all be gone
You cant hide nowhere with the torchlight on
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things arent meant to be
Some things dont come for free
Above the waterline
Point the finger yeah point the bone
Its the harbour towns
That the grey metal ships call home
And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the seas go boiling black
Can you tell me what youll do about that
Put down that weapon or well all be gone
I must know something to know its so wrong
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things arent meant to be
Some things dont come for free
They keep talking about it
They keep talking...
Put down that weapon or well all be gone
You must be crazy if you think youre strong
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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