Words are the counters of wise men, and the money of fools.
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Words are wise men's counters, they do but reckon with them, but they are the money of fools.
quote by Thomas Hobbes

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Wise men profit more from fools than fools from wise men for the wise men shun the mistakes of fools, but fools do not imitate the successes of the wise.
quote by Cato the Elder

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The wise and the fools
The wise are less foolish than fools.
The fools are less wise than the wise.
07.11.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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As the wise regard fools as fool
Fools regard the wise as fools.
The theists are fools to the atheists
And atheists, fools to theists
02.10.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Fools Rush In
Just why do I want you baby
Anyone but a fool would let it be
Go on anywhere you take me
I dont want to know whats pulling me
If I fall so deep
With my eyes so wide
Then I hope that feeling isnt only mine
Fools rush in
Where the wise dont go
Fools rush in
And Im a fool for love
Fools rush in
But the wise dont know
Fools rush in
Safe advice
I cant let it stop me
Love dont wanna know the reason why
If we fall so deep
With our eyes so wide
Then I know the feeling isnt
Only mine
Fools rush in
Where the wise dont go
Fools rush in
And Im a fool for love
Fools rush in
But the wise dont know
Fools rush in
song performed by by Hall & Oates

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Love works in miracles every day such as weakening the strong, and strengthening the weak making fools of the wise, and wise men of fools favouring the passions, destroying reason, and in a word, turning everything topsy-turvy.
quote by Marguerite de Valois

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To release one’s hate
The wise are as much fools
To fools as fools are to them.
A man is as much irrational
To a child as it is to him.
A male is as much a stress
To woman as she is to him.
Each treats the other so
Just to release one’s hate.
21.08.2010.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Fools
I don’t say all fools are wise.
I say all wise men are fools.
I don’t say all fools are lovers.
I say all lovers are fools.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Silence
When expression fails
Silence speaks
When words create din
Silence is bliss
While wise speaks
I listen and learn
When fools quarrel
I remain silent
To avoid risk
Of breaking peace,
My silence is
Full of wisdom
For the wise
I speak only
When words are
More valuable than silence.
poem by Abdul Wahab

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Wise men have more to learn of fools than fools of wise men.
quote by Michel de Montaigne

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Books are the money of Literature, but only the counters of Science.
quote by Thomas Huxley

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Fools haven 2
Fools haven
This is fools haven
All they do is to fool
When their belly is full
Be careful you fool
For nobody knows tomorrow
Learn the steps
Of the wise and follow
The life of the fool
Is like a that of a drunkard
He is happy on the morning
But in the evening a disgrace
For he ignores wisdom
And foolishness does he embrace
Like food
When it passes through the throat
It is of no use
But the life the wise
Is like a hidden treasure
Which is a mystery to fools
But it legend known to kings
poem by Matt Ancient

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Fools haven
The haven of fools
This is the haven fools
Fools do not like greatness
So they hate to progress
Fools lack wisdom
They are far from freedom
Their heart attaineth riches
But they don't have riches
Fools will perish
But the upright will flourish
He will nourish
Has anybody seen
The end of the foolish
Think for wisdom excelleth folly
Whom will you like to be
The end of the upright
Is everlasting life
Like a tree
Planted by the river side
Marry it, let it be your bride
Keep it as your pride
Do away with ignorant
For the truth is important
Fools has pleasure in vanity
But the happiness
Of the wise is in eternity
poem by Matt Ancient

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Tragic
(a. bell / v. clarke)
Speak. spell.
Whats that word again?
In. out.
Of my head again.
Clear. cut.
Charmed Im sure again.
Merrity!
I wish for thought.
Oh, wise men indeed,
Are fools who believe.
Her heart on my sleeve,
Is laughing at me.
Best left unsaid;
Theres no truth in whats said.
Cloud. fog.
Looks like rain again.
Glass. wall.
Looks could kill again.
Clock. face.
Half past two again.
Turn again.
And how time flies.
Oh, wise men indeed,
Are fools who believe.
Her heart on my sleeve,
Is laughing at me.
Best left unsaid;
Theres no truth in whats said.
Dream. world.
In my pawn again.
Hot. cold.
Fingers burn again.
Teardrop.
To the floor again.
Cruelty.
How real is real?
Oh, wise men indeed,
Are fools who believe.
My heart on my sleeve,
Is laughing at me.
Best left unsaid
Theres no truth in whats said.
Oh, wise men indeed,
Are fools who believe.
My heart on my sleeve,
Is laughing at me.
Best left unsaid
Theres no truth in whats said.
song performed by by Erasure

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Fools Rush In
(words & music by j. mercer - r. bloom)
Fools rush in, where angels fear to tread
And so I come to you my love
My heart above my head
Though I see the danger there
If theres a chance for me
Then I dont care, oh-oh-oh-oh
Fools rush in, where wise men never go
But wise men never fall in love
So how are they to know
When we met, I felt my life begin
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in
And I dont care, oh-oh-oh-oh
Fools rush in, where wise men never go
But wise men never fall in love
So how are they to know
When we met, I felt my life begin
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in
So open up your heart and let
This fool rush in
song performed by by Elvis Presley

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The status quo
The wise despise the fools
And the fools ignore the wise.
Both like the status quo
For different reasons.
Man is after woman
And woman is slippery.
Both like the status quo
For different motives
09.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Fools are more useful to the wise than wise are to fools.
Words are the money of fools.
quote by Thomas Hobbes

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Let’s Be Fools To-Night
We, three men of commerce,
Striving wealth to raise,
See but little promise
In the coming days;
Though our hearts are brittle,
Hardened near to stone,
We can think a little
Of the seasons flown.
Lily days and rose days:
Youthful days so bright;
We were fools in those days,
Let’s be fools to-night.
We, three men of commerce,
Men of business we,
Gave but little promise
Of what we would be
When we wandered urchins—
Foes of law and rule—
Fearing only birchings
And the village school.
Lily days and rose days,
Boyhood’s days so bright;
We were fools in those days,
Let’s be fools to-night.
We, three men of commerce,
Men of business we,
Gave but little promise
Of ability
When we lived in riot;
Never drew the line,
Hating peace and quiet,
Loving maids and wine.
Days when money goes—days
When men’s hearts are right;
We were fools in those days,
Let’s be fools to-night.
We must wear to-morrow
All our worldly marks,
Calm looks for our sorrow,
Stern looks for our clerks,
Who, from trouble shrinking,
Tasting earthly joys,
Hate us, little thinking
Ever we were boys.
Days when kindness flows—days
When men’s hearts are white;
We’ve been wise since those days,
Let’s be fools to-night.
poem by Henry Lawson

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Money
Money
Money
Money
Important
Useful
Necessary
Money
Money
Money
Wealthy
Middle
Poverty
Money
Money
Money
Save
Give
Spend
Money
Money
Borrow
Lend
Money
Money
Foe
Friend
Money
Money
Master
Slave
Money
Money
Satisfied
Crave
Money
Money
Laugh
Cry
MoneyMoney
Live
Die
Money
Money
Sick
Well
Money
Money
Heaven
Hell
poem by Howard Simon

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