I couldn't stop looking at the award when I received it. It was as if my whole career flashed in front of me, from beginning to the moment I was handed the Golden Globe.
quote by Sharon Stone
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The End Of The World
Go if you want to
I never tried to stop you
Know there's a reason
For all of this you're feeling
Low, it's not my call
You couldn't ever love me more
You couldn't love me more
You couldn't love...
Me - I don't show much
It's not that hard to hide you
See in a moment
I can't remember how to
Be all you wanted
I couldn't ever love you more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love...
You want me to cry and play my part
I want you to sigh and fall apart
We want this like everyone else
Stay if you want to
I always wait to hear you say
There's a last kiss
For all the times you run this way
It's not my fault
You couldn't ever love me more
You couldn't love me more
You couldn't love...
Love me more
Couldn't ever love me more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love
You want me to lie not break your heart
I want you to fly not stop and start
We want us like everything else
Maybe we didn't understand
Not just a boy and a girl
It's just the end of the
End of the world
Me - I don't say much
It's far too hard to make you
See in a moment
I still forget just how to
Be all you wanted
I couldn't ever love you more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love you more
I couldn't love you more
song performed by by Cure
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Well, it was the beginning of my film career. It was amazing to me that I got nominated for an Academy Award.
quote by Sally Kellerman
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The Beginning and The End
The beginning and the end
Every moment the beginning and the end
Every breath the beginning and the end
Every thought the beginning end the end
Every feeling the beginning and the end
Every choice the beginning and the end
Every action he beginning and the end
Every breath the beginning and the end
The beginning and the end
Always together the beginning and the end
Nothing separates the beginning and the end
It is all one the beginning and the end
poem by Maria Manias
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Award
I define the award of Wednesday
A priceless clinch of the week.
A perfection believes in the response
Of the next day - the very enjoyment.
I love it when curiosity has graveness
When point full chatter is in braveness.
The curtain has enveloped the stage
And driven a metamorphosis on the front-page.
A price is glimmered in front of the week-ends,
On a beautiful theatrical scale, one transcends.
An award is an exceptional day
And I have established it, I say.
poem by Naveed Akram
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We Couldn't Stop Laughing
we hid out in my room
we ate candy
and we couldn’t stop laughing
we joked around
we told our stories
and we couldn’t stop laughing
we looked into the distance
we opened the window
and we couldn’t stop laughing
there was a UPS truck
i stuck my feet out the window
thinking it was a trash truck
and we couldn’t stop laughing
we looked at old yearbooks
we told “do you remember when” stories
and we couldn’t stop laughing
we laughed at each other
we laughed at ourselves
and we couldn’t stop laughing
we laughed at the past
at the present and future
so as friends,
we couldn’t stop laughing
A stop to smile
I couldn’t stop my smile
I had forgotten it for a while
I received so many jerks or jolts
It was proving difficult to hold
I had no desire to enter into scuffle
I couldn’t adjust or reshuffle
It was all running my career
All danger were coming from rear
Every dog has his prize
Human beings always surprise
How to put trust and go ahead?
Who can believe you to be lead?
I have nothing to hide
I can trust and easily confide
That has remained my only weakness
I am for trust and frankness
You may stab me from the back
I will stay and not pack
I will not cry but stay firm
I emphatically say it and confirm
It may be custom to deceive
I shall adhere to and receive
I will receive no other thoughts
It will be fine to sail in same boat
You may back out and sabotage
You may burn my small cottage
There won’t be left anything to manage
I have come to know and grown with age
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Late Night with Fog and Horses
They were in the living room. Saying their
goodbyes. Loss ringing in their ears.
They'd been through a lot together, but now
they couldn't go another step. Besides, for him
there was someone else. Tears were falling
when a horse stepped out of the fog
into the front yard. Then another, and
another. She went outside and said,
'Where did you come from, you sweet horses?'
and moved in amongst them, weeping,
touching their flanks. The horses began
to graze in the front yard.
He made two calls: one call went straight
to he sheriff - 'someone's horses are out.'
But there was that other call, too.
Then he joined his wife in the front
yard, where they talked and murmured
to the horses together. (Whatever was
happening now was happening in another time.)
Horses cropped the grass in the yard
that night. A red emergency light
flashed as a sedan crept in out of fog.
Voices carried out of the fog.
At the end of that long night,
when they finally put their arms around
each other, their embrace was full of
passion and memory. Each recalled
the other's youth. Now something had ended,
something else rushing in to take its place.
Came the moment of leave-taking itself.
'Goodbye, go on,' she said.
And then pulling away.
Much later,
he remembered making a disastrous phone call.
One that had hung on and hung on,
a malediction. It's boiled down
to that. The rest of his life.
Malediction.
poem by Raymond Clevie Carver
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Every morning you are handed 24 golden hours. They are one of the few things in this world that you get free of charge. If you had all the money in the world, you couldn't buy an extra hour. What will you do with this priceless treasure Remember, you must use it, as it is given only once. Once wasted you cannot get it back.
My Last Moment
It'll be the moment of excitement,
When I'll stop the movement,
When there would be no more improvement,
The moment I will ask no more.
It'll be the time I will kill the moment,
When there will be one entertainment,
What I call the last achievement,
The moment I will ask no more.
The moment I'll stop being a student,
No more blames to the government,
That time of no more being prudent,
The moment I will ask no more.
It will be such an incident,
A woman being pregnant,
And my name becomes important,
The moment I will say no more
It shouldn't be abhorrent,
If a wise man will faint,
It will be my accomplishment,
The moment I will say no more.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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Oh, what a shock. My career must be slipping. This is the first time I've been available to pick up an award.
quote by Michael Caine
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As the wind color our dream.....
waking is not the beginning of time, it’s the start of a
day; the end has just started another point, to a start, an
end to a new beginning of a wondeful and beautiful
moment of time
open up my eyes and waste no time to close, the day
has just started, and a glow of every memories never
return the passing moment of what was gone now, as it
has wondered each solitudes of time in the midst of
yesterday’s goodbye
such a dream, captured my past, dreaming to the
presence of my heart, pushing me to leave no cause to
surrender my day of what was yesterday’s gone,
happiness brought me to hold, to mirror of what was
the end, an end to scant and resolute the meaning of
you in my life
recollect my soul of the dream that i have to go, beneath
those vine of memories; cable my joy to reunite my joy
to the beginning of another moment to live in this
wonderful days of my existence, humble my dear heart to
rejuvenate the most exciting adventure of my moment
with you in my dream
passion as you takes the ruins of yesterday and brings
my beginning to stand with your wings of what the future
brings, the day of yesterday, is just a beginning of today
and the passing scene is what is to come for another day,
it’s today my dear
come take me to your rest and paint with your golden
brush the beginning of my life, always color as you’ll be
to sweeten the tomorrow's of today................
poem by Antonio Liao
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After Leaving Las Vegas I did assume that things would get a lot easier than they've been. But it's just been a mirror of the way my career's been from the beginning, so for it to have changed would have been strange. My career has never been perfect.
quote by Elisabeth Shue
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Two hearts are beating together
We couln’t imagine this moment
We couldn’t imagine this feeling
Now we are like two butterflies
Flying together in the same direction..
We couldn’t image
We would stop to be u
To become us
Our hearts couldn’t imagine
Beat together and love together
And share the same breathing
in this feeling named love........
I ♥ u
poem by Alex Nascimento
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The first money I ever had was when I received an award from the American Association of University Women.
quote by Marguerite Young
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I couldn't have left my career as an actor on a better note than to have done a cameo in the Lost In Space movie. Doing this part is the highlight of my career. What a way to leave the profession!
quote by Mark Goddard
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The Eleanor Roosevelt Award that I received for women's rights activities is one I treasure.
quote by Patty Duke
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Your job is not your career
I responsible to my job, I fight for my career
I bound to job, I grow with career
Job is described, career is developed
Job is fulfilled, career is achieved
Job is for living, career is for life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Delhi Motorcyclists
Laden with bags on back
Delhi Motorcyclists make,
Four lane roads above eight,
Filling fully the whole track.
At stop signals, keep in front
Ahead of the line of stop;
Alert, as ready for bike race
And waiting for the pistol shot.
The busy road crossings
Look like bee hives.
As the green signal flashed
Humming bees fly.
Wherever space is there,
Filled by zigzag driving.
Keeping other drivers attentive
Suddenly in front arriving.
In the traffic congestions
Whole gap of road is filled,
Space at footpaths too
Is inch by inch clinched.
If a bike kisses back of car
You look behind to see,
Sorry! says a smiling face,
You take off on your flee.
(C) S. D. Tiwari
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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I Wo'nt Forget...
i won't forget the moment, that i couldn't let you go
will i lose you someday, because i think of it everyday
i won't forget the moment that you said i was kind, like me you can't find
will i live without your smile, that makes me shine
i won't forget the day i hugged you, and said i am going to miss you
why i lost that feeling, because i think i am seeking
for it Again, people don't worry i am not insane
i won't forget the moment that you were in my imagination, at the day of my graduation
can i ever stop your sickness, so we could act like sisters
i won't forget the moment that you laughed, because that made me glad
and now can you come, so i could show you my poem.?
poem by michelle al G
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Giving It All Away
She never has to stop and think
Never makes you lose a thing
She is so enchanting
I always have to stop a while
Cross my hands and close my eyes
I am so demanding
When she smiles she opens wide
Touching you inside to lie
Life can be so shaking handed
Nervously you're shaking signs
Life is better taken blind
Still you're left so disenchanted
Giving it all away
Giving it all away
You always have to stop and think
Desperately to find something
That is even handed
I never want to think a thing
That shatters almost everything
Life can leave you hanging
song performed by by Ocean Colour Scene from Ocean Colour Scene
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