It resembles a pair of shears, so joined that they cannot be separated, often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing anyone who comes between them.
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Marriage resembles a pair of shears, so joined that they cannot be separated; often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing anyone who comes between them.
quote by Sydney Smith
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Marriage resembles a pair of shears, so jointed that they cannot be separated often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing anyone who comes between them.
quote by Logan Pearsall Smith
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We began intercepting Japanese radio transmissions, which indicated the two forces were very close to each other. We found out later that we were moving in opposite directions and passed each other by 32 miles.
quote by Jack Adams
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Too Many Waves
They weren't friends by any means,
but they waved just the same.
They were going in opposite directions
from where they had just came.
Countless more waves followed,
but no one had anything to say.
I suppose that is the way things are
when you go in the opposite way.
When you cut a wave by direction
the cut heals without delay.
There are just too many waves to count,
when you sail the opposite way.
poem by Tex T Sarnie
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Two Different Directions
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the different directions album, and has also been released on the a portrait and the john denver collection - annies song albums.
They say they love each other
Ive no doubt they do
They say theyll always be together
That may not be true
They come from different places
Different points of view
They find themselves in different spaces
Everything is all brand new
Two different directions
Too many different ways
One always on the road somewhere
The other one always stays
Too often unhappy
Too often on your own
When you are moving in different directions
True love is all alone
Old stories start to surface
Patterns from long ago
And loving quickly turns to anger
For reasons they dont even know
The strongest heart can be broken
With one insensitive word
The deepest feelings remain unspoken
No one is seen and nothing heard
Two different directions
Too many different ways
One always wants to work things out
The other one wants to play
To ready for changes
To much that just cant wait
When you are moving in different directions
True love can turn to hate
If opposites attract each other
Whats the reason for
One being like an open window
One just like a closing door
Two different directions
Two many different ways
One likes to see the morning sunrise
The other one sleeps in late
To many tomorrows
To many times too late
When you are moving in different directions
True love may have to wait
If you are committed to different directions
True love will have to wait
Words and music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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Being two is not a hindrance
You and I are two, made by love as twins,
But not as one that every lover claims.
If we are two, as someone ridicule,
Let we be so as one’s legs too are two.
Legs are two, a pair, and not separate,
But joined at base for a common purpose.
We aren’t two but a pair for a cause,
Joined by a knot like the wedding rings.
By two, legs are stable for the body.
Lovers be two to balance their affairs.
Let us remain two; let the souls walk out.
And join to keep us a pair of love.
As long as two souls are one by a knot,
Being two is not a hindrance for love.
29.10.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Twin Sisters
We say we are twin sisters separated before birth, my sister dot and me
We seem to do and think the same each day, unbelievably
One of us has an idea, The other carries it out
Twins separated before birth that's what we two are about
Maybe our dad got disturbed while on the job with our mam
Maybe god knew two of us wouldn't have fit in our mams small pram
I have no idea of the reason we came sixteen years apart
One thing is I do know we have had a thread that joined us from the start
poem by Marie Causey
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My Wish For You, And My Own Dream Too
what i wished for you
has come, now you have
found your own world,
and so, you must release
me from your hold,
for i too must find mine,
what you wished for me
is impossible, but i have
not described it yet for you,
you are drawing a cat
with only one tail, and i am
sort of twin rats, moving in
opposite directions, and
this made me so unhappy,
it is this wish fulfilled that
i must find you finding your
own pair of stars settling in
the middle of your hair,
parting confusion and setting
aside the convulsion of
homelessness,
i have no home, it is not in
your bosom, i cannot live longer
in your thoughts,
inside me is a boat moving away
on slow sails, and there is no strong
wind yet, to set me far away.
i am anchored on a port with no
inhabitants.
it is a city without any smoke at all.
i wonder where are all the children
the urchins of the streets of lonely
houses, whose windows are not
lighted, whose paths have no feet.
do you see me living amidst all the
Greek nude statues? do you see me
as a black bird perched on a
electrical wire alone and gazing
on the plains upon a heavy rain?
i am always on the side of words
because they make me live though
hurt so badly, by the meanings of
its sentences. i wish i can live some
more to see the birth of my dreams
as i run naked along the shore deep
in the darkness of the night and
then the typhoon begins to blow
all that i have strongly within me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Freedom To Move In Opposite Directions
we need space
we are the free souls
every wall is a choking hand
we find it hard to breathe
we have been these two parallel lines
we converge and make outbursts of joys
we soon get tired
joys are boring too
we know it
we need space
we go in opposite directions now
trying to see what is there
in the world where we both do not live
i do not think of coming back
i think you think the same way
we are happier now
moving to another journey
we are not hurt
neither do we fear
the strangeness of freedom
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
quote by Pablo Neruda
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Sometimes there are two very opposite directions, and we go with the stronger one at the end. It's an impulse thing, like, 'Oh, I love both so much, but it's got to be one or the other because the two don't work together.'
quote by Marc Jacobs
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The script will point you in certain directions and I go the opposite if I can. I try do do one thing and tell a different story with my eyes. I believe what's more interesting is always what's not being said.
quote by Robert Carlyle
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The script will point you in certain directions and I go the opposite if I can. I try do do one thing and tell a different story with my eyes. I believe what's more interesting is always what's not being said.
quote by Robert Carlyle
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The Opposite Begins
When one has had it,
With a havoc that misfits...
That one agitated,
Finds an exit and splits.
People known to create conflict,
Seek an attention they don't get...
Until,
The opposite begins.
Opposition steps in.
They pretend a trust to believe,
To have others perceive but...
The opposite begins,
For them.
Wake up and take notice,
That the opposite begins for them.
Those who charade innocence.
The opposite begins for them.
Those masking evil intent.
The opposite begins for them.
When one has had it,
With a havoc that misfits...
Well,
The opposite begins.
The opposite begins.
And...
That one agitated,
Finds an exit and splits.
But then,
The opposite begins.
The opposite begins.
That one who's had it,
Splits and runs into love...
To know the opposite begins,
When someone genuine comes in...
To view.
When one has had it,
With a havoc that misfits...
Well,
The opposite begins.
The opposite begins.
And...
That one who's had it,
Splits and runs into love...
To know the opposite begins,
When someone genuine comes in...
To view.
They want it quick.
And...
When one has had it,
With a havoc that misfits...
To then see someone who genuinely fits,
Well...
The opposite begins pursued.
Oh yes it does.
An opposite begins pursued.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Separation
Eons crashed,
Shattered round me,
Falling to the ground,
Ones presence
appeared,
Separated, went in
different directions.
Unlikely to ever meet
again.
Always seeking,
Never finding,
Like a tight rope,
Ever binding.
poem by Heather Burns
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A Pair Of Eyes
A pair of eyes constitutes the mass of art,
A pair of eyes, tells the throb of heart.
A pair of eyes, is a cool forest pond.
A pair of eyes, is sorcerer's wand.
A pair of eyes, mirrors the soul and mind.
A pair of eyes, thru which man we find.
A pair of eyes, sees all our deeds,
God's eyes are those, one's conscience needs.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Punishing honest mistakes stifles creativity. I want people moving and shaking the earth and they're going to make mistakes.
quote by Ross Perot
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The IQ and the life expectancy of the average American recently passed each other going in opposite directions.
George Carlin in Napalm and Silly Putty
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A Flow
when we are in bed
we become like two rivers
flowing with each other.
when my face gets too
near your face we become
like two mountains separated
by a moon rising from
a deep forest
my tongue becomes roots
and looks for the place
where water freely falls
on a ground that is
wet and soft
and you too become like me
flowing, wanting for an opening
wanting to fill a space
of our common emptiness
when we fuse like profuse
lights from opposite directions
on a very faint rainfall
we make a rainbow
between two cliffs
when we hold hands we are
like two creeks meeting and
then forming a channel
that fuse looking for the entrance
towards the sea
and when we start to kiss and
make love and letting go every
worry and anxiety that we have
when we are finished we feel
we have found the gateway to
the sea and there we lose ourselves
to the vastness of the oceans
to the deepest of its floors
and then we are complete.
we become entwined with the universe.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Who shears the sheep's head will live a couple of days, who shears its tail will live a hundred years.