Among the many problems which beset the novelist, not the least weighty is the choice of the moment at which to begin his novel.
quote by Vita Sackville-West
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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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Problems (feat. Koffee Brown)
Problems
Problems with your girl today
Problems
Problems with your man today
situations hard to handle
got me goin out ofmy head
theres so much pressure
i just cant deal
you think its all about you
and that sex appeal
but i got problems
(slickin around on the "L" to the hotel all around town) let me know
(whos it gonna be him or me)
it cant be three
problems
problems with your girl today
problems
problems with your girl today
here we are
the two of us together
takin this crazy chance
to be all alone
my man dont know
that we been lovin eachother
cuz if he found out
we'll have nothin
nothin but
Problems
problems with your man today
problems
problems with your man today
problems
problems with your man today
problems
problems with your man today
said can i get a witness
so many problems
can i get a witness
can i get a witness
so many problems
can i get a witness
problems
problems with your girl today
problems
problems with your man today
problems
problems with your girl today
problems
problems with your man today
song performed by by Next
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If the novelist shares his or her problems with the characters, he or she is able to study his personal unconscious.
quote by Manuel Puig
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Today I Do Not Know Where To Begin To Be What I Am
Today I do not know where to begin to be what I am
There are so many problems questions difficulties
‘One at a time’ is no answer for many belong together
I could say that I am reconciled
Having lived long enough and having done what I was able to do
I could say that it does not matter so much
Now that it is mostly over
I could try not to care
And stoically reduce desire to no disappointment ever again
But being who I am and where I come from
I will care to the day I can't
And all the problems of the family and the country and the people and the world
Will be my problems.
Where should I begin today to be where I am?
I don’t know. I falter and try.
The first problem today is myself
And from that I will find all the rest.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Problems
Feat. coffee brown
Problems
Problems with your girl today
Problems
Problems with your man today
Situations
Hard to handle
Got me going out of my head
Theres so much pressure
I just cant deal
You think its all about
You and that sex appeal
But I got problems
(slickin around on the l to the hotel, all around town)
Let me know
(whos it gonna be, him or me)
It cant be three
Problems
Problems with your girl today
Problems
Problems with your girl today
[coffee brown]
Here we are
The two of us together
Taking this crazy chance
To be all alone
My man dont know
That we been loving each other
Cuz if he found out
Well have nothing
Nothing but
Problems
Problems with your man today
Problems
Problems with your man today
Problems
Problems with your man today
Problems
Problems with your man today
[next]
Said, can I get a witness
So many problems
Can I get a witness
[coffee]
Can I get a witness
So many problems
Can I get a witness
Problems
Problems with your girl today
Problems
Problems with your man today
Problems
Problems with your girl today
Problems
Problems with your man today
song performed by by Next
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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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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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Yes, but also one of the problems for a novelist in Ireland is the fact that there are no formal manners. I mean some people have beautiful manners but there's no kind of agreed form of manners.
quote by John McGahern
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To Melt Away
For years and years, I wandered,
never touching anyone’s life.
Then one day I did
and the trend seemed
to go on without end.
I extended a hand of friendship
to everyone that I did meet,
helped them with their problems
of which their lives were beset.
Some tell me I should stop doing this
as it will cause me more stress in my life,
but how can helping another human being
ever bring stress to another life.
How can it be stressful
when you feel the joy they feel
when their problems
seem to melt away into thin air?
14 November 2007
poem by David Harris
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Problems
I have problems, and you have problems
Let's make problems with our problems
When I'm the problem you're the problem
But we know where the problem for one another
I start my day by any other way
Looking under my bed for the metallic crate
Encrypted with a steel isomorphic key
Projecting documents enveloped with two words
"Today's problems"
When I have no problems I make more problems
To entwine the world with inventive problems
What would we do if we did not have problems?
Neglect our security for hypothesizing new problems
Problems, Problems, Problems
An exegesis of problems
Categorized and productized
In rationale arrangements
Ontologically customized
Parasitically neurological
And involuntarily exercised
I empty the glass and make if full
To furbish the center that never holds
Happiness elixirs baseless catchment
Percolating vertices of inverted orphans
So what's the problem?
poem by Kevin Patrick
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Eighty percent of the problems that beset unification immediately disappeared when the President signed the bill increasing the authority and the responsibility of the Secretary of Defense.
quote by Louis A. Johnson
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We Are Pathways
when we begin to think only for the moment
we become like a pathway.
there is solidity on its face and even though
people walk upon us and leave we become so unaffected.
it is the moment that we seize and then give away
all the while
accepting that this is another fact of our life here.
some flowers begin to bloom
seeds sprout.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Living Choice
Its deep in heart that felt repeatedly
about a being in time and space
that follow the laws of nature
Betwixt the stimulus and response
a space and time that can defy the nature and destiny
defines the state of being
in the form of choice
Choice lies before us at every moment in life
to chart the direction of life
Else the chance will takeover the course
subordinating to the flow of nature
With choice in your hand
begin the passion to reach the destiny
Raise the motivation to be better
Unleash the talents required
That take the life towards evolution
pushing the human race ahead of the present existence
poem by Prakash Rao Sunchu
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Vices to be Wiped out
You will be beset by ire
when you rent your mind to greed.
Pride will push you into mire
so to wise counsels pay heed.
Cremate your envy on pyre
and be honest in your deeds.
You will be beset by ire
when you rent your mind to greed.
Nothing will make you to tire
if you're off from lustful weed.
Do humans more advice need?
You will be beset by ire
when you rent your mind to greed.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Speak A Bit Of That Moment
Speak a bit of that moment,
A moment that contains centuries,
A moment that halts time,
A moment when someone sees
A route leading beyond the cosmos.
Speak a bit of that moment
When water and clay mingle,
And in a moment of union,
Sprouts a bud of flower.
Speak a bit of that moment,
When eyes become a heart,
When heart becomes eyes,
A star of dream, a rain-bow
Dither on the lashes.
Speak a bit of that moment,
When the Sun places its fire
On the bank of a lake,
And water becomes gold,
Miracles begin to happen.
Speak a bit of that moment,
When Love begins to blather metaphysics
When chest becomes hollow,
And heart dwells in each particle.
Speak a bit of that moment,
When sunbeams begin to fade,
The sights become vague,
The Sun dives down into puddle,
And the forms begins to muddle,
The earth beckons,
The desire of long sleep places her fingers
On the lids of eyes,
Speak a bit of that moment,
Speak a bit of that moment.
Written By Qayyum Tahir
Translated By Muhammad Shanazar
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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I think there is choice possible to us at any moment, as long as we live. But there is no sacrifice. There is a choice, and the rest falls away. Second choice does not exist. Beware of those who talk about sacrifice.
quote by Muriel Rukeyser
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Let There Be Peace On Earth
Let there be peace on earth
and let it begin with me.
Let there be peace on earth
the peace that was meant to be.
With God as our father
brothers all are we.
Let me walk with my brother
in perfect harmony.
Let peace begin with me
let this be the moment now.
With every step i take
let this be my solemn vow.
To take each moment
and live each moment
with peace eternally.
Let ther be peace on earth,
and let it begin with me.
(child)
Let there be peace on earth
and let it begin with me.
Let there be peace on earth
the peace that was meant to be.
With god as our father
brothers all are we.
Let me walk with my brother
in perfect harmony.
Let peace begin with me
let this be the moment now.
With every step I take
let this be my solemn vow.
To take each moment
and live each moment
in peace eternally.
Let there be peace on earth
and let it begin with me.
fade out...
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Tap Water, Jean-Paul Sartre and the Rabbit
French actresses in films always drink glasses of tap water
in the middle of the night; their long hair hangs over sinks in despair.
They run about Paris (clipclopclipclap) and talk very fast about
their lovers, sitting in cars that look like squashed slippers.
Their cheated husbands smoke smelly cigarettes, drink horried green drinks and bang on endlessly about Jean-Paul Sartre.
I am very ashamed that I don`t have so many problems -
not even being worried about atheistic existentialism.
I (myself) am worried though about my pet rabbit (called Rabbit
by his friends, if he had any) who seems at the moment not
to enjoy his lettuce. As you probably understand, there is a
difference between a rabbit and a famous French philosopher and novelist.
Might be the tap water.
poem by Leslie Philibert
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The Problems Of The World
THE PROBLEMS OF THE WORLD
The problems of the world-
The problems of my own little life-
Problems and problems and problems.
A poem solves no problems
It escapes into itself
And makes a small world
In which the poet can hide.
The poem is the other world
The one where there is quiet and peace and calm and love
And all which makes one’s own dreams
A morning song.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Love Yourself...I Do!
I love myself…in and of this very moment
I will be what I can be
In and of this very moment
For this very moment
Is all that truly exists
Yesterday… no more than a memory
An fading echo in the mist
Tomorrow…only an expectation
Of what our mind thinks is to yet to be
Tomorrow…a figment of our imagination
That we may never come to see
The choice is mine
To be mellow…to have bliss
I’ll not belittle myself
Nor hold myself remiss
Today I’ll see and recognize
Only things worthy and good
For in this moment, I realize
Of what not to value…and of what I should
Today…yes this very moment
I’ll like me…and I’ll persist
For this very precious moment…right now
Is all that truly…exists
Love yourself…forgive yourself
live in and of… this very moment
poem by David Whalen
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