To look at the cross-section of any plan of a big city is to look at something like the section of a fibrous tumor.
quote by Frank Lloyd Wright
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Weeds Are Not Uprooted
To encourage a section to serve
Will make the other take it granted.
To encourage a section to forgive
Will make the other go scot-free.
To educate a section tolerance
Will make the other inconsiderate.
By weeding, the weed is not uprooted.
The left weeds will get more place to grow in.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The decision for me was whether to have ""The Father"" be a book that told a story - from the point of view of this speaker, the daughter - without, as in the earlier books, then having a section on something else and a section on something else.
quote by Sharon Olds
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I have a West Coast rhythm section and a New York rhythm section. I've got them spread out all over the place.
quote by Marian McPartland
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Columns
(Mobile Columns of the Boer War)
Out o' the wilderness, dusty an' dry
(Time, an' 'igh time to be trekkin' again!)
Oo is it 'eads to the Detail Supply?
A sectioin, a pompom, an' six 'undred men.
'Ere comes the clerk with 'is lantern an' keys
(Time, an 'igh time to be trekkin 'again!)
" Surplus of everything--draw what you please
"For the section, the pompom, an' six 'unrdred men."
"What are our orders an' where do we lay? .
(Time, an 'igh time to be trekkin' again!)
"You came after dark--you will leave before day,
"You section, you pompom, you six' undred men!"
Down the tin street, 'alf awake an 'unfed,
'Ark to 'em blessin' the Gen'ral in bed!
Now by the church an' the outspan they wind--
Over the ridge an' it's all lef' be'ind
For the section, etc.
Soon they will camp as the dawn's growin' grey,
Roll up for coffee an' sleep while they may--
The section , etc.
Read their 'ome letters, their papers an' such,
For they'll move after dark to astonish the Dutch
With a section, etc.
'Untin' for shade as the long hours pass--
Blankets on rifles or burrows in grass,
Lies the section, etc.
Dossin' or beatin' a shirt in the sun,
Watching chameleons or cleanin' a gun,
Waits the section, etc.
With nothin' but stillness as far as you please,
An' the silly mirage stringin' islands an' seas
Round the section, etc.
So they strips off their hide an' they grills in their bones,
Till the shadows crawl out from beneath the pore stones
Toward the section, etc.
An' the Mauser-bird stops an' the jacals begin
A the 'orse-guard comes up and the Gunners 'ook in
As a 'int the pompom an' six 'undred men . . . .
Off through the dark with the stars to rely on---
(Alpha Centauri an' somethin' Orion)
Moves the section, etc.
Same bloomin' 'ole which the ant-bear 'as broke,
Same bloomin' stumble an' same bloomin' joke
Down the section, etc.
Same "which is right?" where the cart-tracks divide,
Same "give it up" from the same clever guide
To the section, etc.
Same tumble-down on the same 'idden farm,
Same white-eyed Kaffir 'oo gives the alarm--
Of the section, etc.
Same shootin' wild at the end o' the night,
Same flyin'-tackle an' same messy fight,
By the section, etc.
Same ugly 'iccup an' same 'orrid squeal,
When it's too dark to see an' it's too late to feel
In the section, etc.
(Same batch of prisoners, 'airy an' still,
Watchin' their comrades bolt over the 'ill
From the section, etc.)
Same chilly glare in the eye of the sun
As 'e gets up displeasured to see what was done
By the section, etc.
Same splash o' pink on the stoep or the kraal,
An' the same quiet face which 'as finished with all
In the section, the pompom, an' six 'undred men.
Out o' the wilderness, dusty an' dry
(Time, an' 'igh time to be trekkin' again!)
' Oo is it 'eads to the Detail Supply ?
A section, a pompom, an 'six' 'undred men.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Must you invoke?
It is not that one section cheats
And the other is cheated.
It is that each in a section cheats
And in turn is cheated.
They thus square up themselves.
Must they invoke gods to interfere?
21.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Rhythm Section Want Ad
In a world we call our home theres lots of room to roam
Plenty of time to turn mistakes into rhyme
Theres a place for those who love their poetry
Its just across from the sign that says, pros only
So if you like a band with a chick singer,
Say your cup of tea is a wall of trombones
If you dig menudo, or mdc we salute you the way we know
For every one with dollar signs in his eyes
There must be hundreds who look at you as if youre some kind of
Rhythm section want ad
No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
Ill tell you why
Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones
Hats off to the use of hats as megaphones
Speak softly, drive a sherman tank
Laugh hard, its a long way to the bank
Do you sing like olive oyl on purpose
You guys must be into the eurythmics
For every one with dollar signs in his eyes
There must be hundreds who look at you as if youre some kind of
Rhythm section want ad
No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
And heres the reason why
Hats off to the new age hairstyle made of bones
Hats off to the use of hats as megaphones
Speak softly, drive a sherman tank
Laugh hard, its a long way to the bank
Do you sing like olive oyl on purpose
You guys must be into the eurythmics
For every one with dollar signs in his eyes
There must be hundreds who look at you as if youre some kind of
Rhythm section want ad
No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
And heres the reason why
Rhythm section want ad
No others need apply to the rhythm section want ad
And heres the reason why
Why
Why
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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A Lucky Doctor
A young, handsome doctor as I was,
I had had two types of clients:
Aunties with nothing wrong with them,
Who paid handsomely for my bedroom manners;
The slum dwellers, with all the wrong with them,
Who paid poorly or nothing at all.
A section fed me; a section I fed.
I led a life more than a doctor could.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The One
[Verse1]
I've been looking for a man
To stay here till the end
He will not just be my lover
He'll be my best friend
He will always be a guiding force in my life
Then he'll hold me tight
[B-section]
He will never leave me standing
In the pouring rain
He will never disrespect me
Call me out my name
He will never have me waiting
Till the morning comes
I will always be his baby
When it's said and done
[Hook]
'Cause he'll be the one
'Cause he'll be the one
'Cause he'll be the one
'Cause he'll be the one
[Verse 2]
He will always be the one
To wipe away my tears
He will always be the one
To kiss away my fears
He will always be there
Making everything alright
Be the one to always love me
No more lonely nights
[B-section (Repeat)]
song performed by by Blu Cantrell from So Blu
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Haa..Haa-Hi..Hi
Everybody loves me and want my company
available in the market free of cost.
Simplest way to communicate difficult talk,
while some people enjoy each other.
Few used me as teasing instrument on other.
Biggest friend for good health.
Certain section of people understand me
and convert me in to small industry.
A day celebrated in my name.
Little bit of biology and neurology is my formula.
Anyone can use me on different section of society.
Believe it or not happiness is guaranteed.
My capability is to through away tension & problem
to some extent if not totally.
i am your...ha...haa...hi...hii...laughter.
poem by Ajay Srivastava
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The child who has been taught to make an accurate elevation, plan, and section of a pint pot has had an admirable training in accuracy of eye and hand.
quote by Thomas Huxley
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The biggest misconception about us is that we're just a rock band. We think our music is a cross-section of many genres; a hybrid of what the six of us have grown up on.
quote by Brad Delson
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Blivet
two irreconcilable perspectives
at once:
descending from the top
two bars with rectangular cross-section
ascending from the bottom
three cylindrical rods.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Losin My Mind
Verse 1
Boy you got me nauseous
I just eat and eat
Hair so messy
In fact its pulled in a weave
Phone keeps oh ringin' but it's not you
So i don't pick it up
Friends told me but it dont help
Cause boy you got me stuck
B-Section
Why did you mess it up
Cause i wont be learnin'
My girls
try to tell me
But i had to learn the hard way
Now i'm so confused
What am i to do
I'm caught up in this madness
Something please take me away
Chorus
I'm losing sleep, and i cant eat
Can't even think
I'm losin' my mind
I hate your guts, love you so much
I'm crackin' up
I'm losin' my mind
Verse 2
Never would of thought that
We would be here
Promises to me
Said that you were different
And i bought it
Should of kept a reciept
B-section
Chorus
Bridge
This aint me
Cant eat cant sleep
Cause so many are losing their mind
Cause in my robe
Our love is no joke
This aint no joke
I'm losin' my mind
B-Section
Chorus
verse 3
See my boss said your crazy
My girls had to tell me
You don't deserve me
Got me going crazy
What am i to do
I'm lost without you boy
Chorus out
song performed by by En Vogue
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I still want to be the candidate for guys with Confederate flags in their pickup trucks. We can't beat George Bush unless we appeal to a broad cross-section of Democrats.
quote by Howard Dean
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I went to public schools, and while Gary was, like most American cities, racially segregated, it was at least socially integrated - a cross section of children from families of all walks of life.
quote by Joseph E. Stiglitz
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6943
(On seeing Umberto Boccioni's 1911 painting 'States of Mind-The Farewells')
Couples kiss in khaki shadows,
cascading into carriages' cavernous mouths.
A ribbon of fire is laid on the platform
as the train rolls ominously through,
a juggernaut of lamps and numbers,
panting a fog to embrace and envelop
those who thought they were spectators.
Telegraph wires, above it all,
pass the train from section to section,
oblivious to the shadows' final destination,
though the fire, fog and frenzy
hint at the hell to come.
poem by Wild Bill Balding
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Waiting For Love
She looks to the sun
Help her to carry on
Breakin down all the years
Wondering how she got here
She drifts trought the sky
Counting the reasons why
How my life turned so fast
Remembering all of the past
B-Section
All the changes, and all the mistakes
Foolishly laughing at things that
Words that she says
Verse 2
She looks to the stars
Breaking, time to follow the heart
Her world is falling apart
B-Section
And the turning of every new page
A book on a shelf that is there to remain
Breaking the walls as she's tearing them down
As she is starting to drown
Chorus
She's waiting for love
She's waiting, waiting for love
Waiting, waiting for love
She's waiting, waiting so long
Verse 3
She prays to the Gods
Telling how she needs someone
Help me find where I am today
Life is looking very grey
B-Section
All the changes, all the mistakes
Foolishly laughing at things that
Everything that she says
Chorus
Bridge
I'm waiting for a new day to rise
Conversations to make sense to me and my mind
I need someone to lift me right off my feet
And I want it, and I need it, and I'll leave it all behind
And all the changes I've made
And I remember the words, that you'll never say
Chorus
She looks to the sun
song performed by by Pink
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There cannot be any better cross-section of America and I think the soldiers represent the best we have. Today's soldiers are brighter and smarter, perhaps in a different way, than past generations because they've been brought up in the computer and information age.
quote by Gerald Griffin
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If any man claims the Negro should be content... let him say he would willingly change the color of his skin and go to live in the Negro section of a large city. Then and only then has he a right to such a claim.
quote by Robert Kennedy
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If any man claims the Negro should be content ... let him say he would willingly change the color of his skin and go to live in the Negro section of a large city. Then and only then has he a right to such a claim.
quote by Robert Francis Kennedy
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