I dislike feeling at home when I am abroad.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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Hate And Dislike
Hate and dislike are not the same thing between them the difference is great
We well may not like everybody but our dislike should not give way to hate
For hatred leads people to bad crimes since hatred as a feeling is very intense
The feeling of hatred is noxious and is poison to common sense.
Some commit murder due to hatred and than murder there is no worse a crime
Their hatred has landed them in prison for to serve a lengthy span of jail time
Their life it is ruined forever and darkness envelopes their soul
Suppose that is what's bound to happen when hatred is out of control.
Hate and dislike are two different creatures and though dislike to hatred can grow
Hate in it has got far more venom those who hate mercy will not show
Whilst those who dislike you may not harm you at least not in a physical way
And if you asked me to choose between them I would choose dislike any day.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The feeling of commiseration is the feeling of humanity; the feeling of shame and dislike is the beginning of righteousness; the feeling of deference and compliance is the beginning of propriety; and the feeling of right and wrong is the beginning of wisdom. Men have these Four Beginnings just as they have their four limbs.
New Mexico Welcome
New
to this Land of Enchantment state of mind?
Well, welcome home,
weary traveler, welcome home!
Here’s to feeling strange and wonderful –
Welcome home!
Here’s to feeling bewildered and happy –
Welcome home!
Here’s to feeling unlike you’ve ever felt before
Welcome home, welcome home, welcome home!
& here’s to nothing but beauty
Welcome home, I say, welcome home!
& here’s to surrounded by nature
Welcome home, yes, again, welcome home!
For New Mexico is my most
welcome home,
the one I have sought all my life
And now that YOU’RE here,
you’ll understand in a heartbeat -
Welcome home,
Welcome home,
Dear traveler
welcome home!
(2006, Taos Valley, New Mexico)
poem by Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson
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Shortie 4: At Home Or Abroad
at home, all these mountains are ours
abroad, all these dreams are ours
at home, all the people are our brothers
abroad, they're not, they're the others.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Save My Passions
I don't dislike you with a passion.
I just dislike you.
I save my passions,
For more worthy events that benefit.
Some people talk,
From both sides of their mouths.
In the belief they are providing comic relief.
I see this as a distasteful embellishment.
At someone's expense...
Who is believed not to know the cost of it.
I don't dislike you with a passion.
I just dislike you.
I save my passions,
For more worthy events that benefit.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Home is not a place or time
Home can be your family, your friends, your hobbies, your past-times.
Home is where your life is at complete ease,
where you can go to receive comfort and relief.
Home is a feeling, a passion, an aid for your grief.
Home is the feeling you never want to leave.
Home can come and can go depending on your need.
Home is the happiness that keeps us at peace.
Home is always there as long as you believe.
poem by Jeff Rushton
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Take Me Home
Now Im here all alone
Takin care of my own
Down in no mans land
Got no friend, got no dime
Only plenty of time
Wheres the saving hand?
I got that feeling to need
More and more attention
That is the fever, dont leave me alone
I got that feeling to make
More than conversation
That is the fever,
Wheres my home?
Take me home
Take me home
Take me home
Its not true what you see
Behind that mask thats not me
Try to reach my world
Cant you see Im so blind
Stay with me to change my mind
No more nightmares, girl
I got that feeling to need more
And more attention
That is the fever, dont leave me alone
I got that feeling to make more
Than conversation
That is the fever, wheres my home?
Take me home
Take me home
Take me home
I got that feeling to need more
And more attention
That is the fever, dont leave me alone
I got that feeling to make more
Than conversation
That is the fever,
Wheres my home?
Take me home
Take me home
Take me home
song performed by by Helloween
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The Odds Would Be More In Your Favor
Do you actually believe,
I would 'say' something you dislike?
I might!
But I wouldn't count on it.
However,
If I were you...
I would bet on me 'writing'
Something you dislike.
That's what I would advise.
Since the odds would be more in your favor!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But what you realise after you've been in the business for a while is that people develop opinions about you that don't have anything to do with your music, they like or dislike you for a million reasons, they like or dislike you for your last record.
quote by Adam Duritz
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The Dictator
How do I dislike you?
Let me count the ways,
Too long to enumerate,
But what I dislike most about you is,
That you have disseminated Hate,
And have tried, our lovely Country,
To bankrupt and break.
poem by Sandra Feldman
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I was not afraid of what I did not like. To overcome dislike of a thing often satisfied one's feeling of honour.
quote by Georg Brandes
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Ill Be Home
Ill be home
Ill be home
When your nights are troubled
And youre all alone
When youre feeling down
And need some sympathy
And theres no one else around
To keep you company
Remember, baby,
You can always count on me
Ill be home
Ill be home
Ill be home
Ill be home
Ill be home
Wherever you may wander
And wherever you may roam
You come back
Ill be waiting here for you
No one else will ever love you
The way I do
Ill be here to comfort you
And see you through
Ill be home
Ill be home
Ill be home
song performed by by Randy Newman
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The Complaints Of The Poor
And wherefore do the Poor complain?
The rich man asked of me,--
Come walk abroad with me, I said
And I will answer thee.
Twas evening and the frozen streets
Were cheerless to behold,
And we were wrapt and coated well,
And yet we were a-cold.
We met an old bare-headed man,
His locks were few and white,
I ask'd him what he did abroad
In that cold winter's night:
'Twas bitter keen indeed, he said,
But at home no fire had he,
And therefore, he had come abroad
To ask for charity.
We met a young bare-footed child,
And she begg'd loud and bold,
I ask'd her what she did abroad
When the wind it blew so cold;
She said her father was at home
And he lay sick a-bed,
And therefore was it she was sent
Abroad to beg for bread.
We saw a woman sitting down
Upon a stone to rest,
She had a baby at her back
And another at her breast;
I ask'd her why she loiter'd there
When the wind it was so chill;
She turn'd her head and bade the child
That scream'd behind be still.
She told us that her husband served
A soldier, far away,
And therefore to her parish she
Was begging back her way.
We met a girl; her dress was loose
And sunken was her eye,
Who with the wanton's hollow voice
Address'd the passers by;
I ask'd her what there was in guilt
That could her heart allure
To shame, disease, and late remorse?
She answer'd, she was poor.
I turn'd me to the rich man then
For silently stood he,
You ask'd me why the Poor complain,
And these have answer'd thee.
poem by Robert Southey
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What is home?
so do you mistake
your hotel as home?
or is home a feeling?
a fleeting feeling that
is here today and gone
tomorrow?
is it the lapse of time?
the multiplication of
your family?
is it the sense of
being away always
from a house?
is home nothing but
the heart that always
shall long for
the presence
of God?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The type of band that I have now, the type of music that we're playing you either like it or you dislike it. If you dislike it, you probably don't know why. By the same token, you can't even really say why you like it.
quote by Chico Hamilton
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Don't be alike
you are in war
day and in night
go you to fight
for peace to live
keep heart clean
'cause that the case
don't be alike
whom you dislike
when you defeat
whom you difeat
don't do the way
they always made
keep your trace
on the path of rise
don't be alike
whom you dislike
poem by Sallam Yassin
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Money frees you from doing things you dislike. Since I dislike doing nearly everything, money is handy.
quote by Groucho Marx
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The Land of Nod
From breakfast on through all the day
At home among my friends I stay,
But every night I go abroad
Afar into the land of Nod.
All by myself I have to go,
With none to tell me what to do --
All alone beside the streams
And up the mountain-sides of dreams.
The strangest things are there for me,
Both things to eat and things to see,
And many frightening sights abroad
Till morning in the land of Nod.
Try as I like to find the way,
I never can get back by day,
Nor can remember plain and clear
The curious music that I hear.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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When one has the feeling of dislike for evil, when one feels tranquil, one finds pleasure in listening to good teachings; when one has these feelings and appreciates them, one is free of fear.
They Dislike Themselves
They dislike each other.
Ask them!
They will admit they do.
Ask them the reason...
And they will have not one clue.
Unless disliking someone,
Based on what is believed one thinks...
The other thinks.
The other feels.
The other does.
And what another one says!
That may or may not be honest or real.
Purely something done,
That has been based on speculation!
To ruin and destroy.
As if to reflect one's environment...
And its degradation.
Like choosing a slot machine at a casino.
Because it may display pictures of diamonds or stars,
On the turning wheels.
And avoiding it if the appearance does not appeal.
And making decisions by how one feels...
Not investigated at all.
That would take the time of a mature mind.
Need I say more?
They dislike each other,
Some say they hate.
Because something told that was not true.
By some who instigate.
They also dislike themselves as well.
Since they've been told they should!
And they do.
Need I say more?
Hopefully this isn't you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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