Most Italians who came to this country are very patriotic. There was this exciting possibility that if you worked real hard, and you loved something, you could become successful.
quote by Francis Ford Coppola
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No Other Feeling's Like It
I like it!
To be held.
To be hugged,
And understood.
I like it!
That one on one,
Knowing what is done...
Is good.
I like it!
When it's real.
And I feel,
I am and can be...
Loved.
I like it!
When it's real.
And I feel,
I am and can be...
Loved.
No other feeling's quite like love.
And I like it when it's real,
And Love.
No other feeling's quite like love.
And I like it when it's real,
And Love.
No other feeling's like it.
And I like it!
No other feeling's like it.
And I like it!
No other feeling's quite like love.
And I like it when it's real,
And Love.
No other feeling's like it.
And I like it...
When it's real.
And I feel,
I am and can be...
So loved.
I am and I can I be loved!
There is nothing that compares to love.
No there's nothing quite exciting as love.
The feeling that I wish is to love.
No other feeling's quite like love.
No other feeling's like it to love.
No there's nothing quite exciting as love.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Can't Keep A Job
Why should I let you sleep...
When,
I can't get a wink.
And,
You want even let me nod...
When I've worked real hard.
Why should I listen to you...
When,
You never listen to me.
And,
I find it real odd...
You can't keep a job!
But you tell me how you work,
All day!
And you say you have no time,
To play.
And...
When I turn away you tell me,
I'm being evil.
I'm just trying to do my best...
To get me some rest.
Why should I let you sleep...
When,
I can't get a wink.
And,
You want even let me nod...
When I've worked real hard.
Why should I listen to you...
When,
You never listen to me.
And,
I find it real odd...
You can't keep a job!
I find it real odd...
You can't keep a job!
Why should I listen to you...
When,
You never listen to me.
And,
I find it real odd...
You can't keep a job!
'Today? '
I find it real odd...
You can't keep a job!
'Today? '
I find it real odd...
You can't keep a job!
'Today? '
I find it real odd...
You can't keep a job!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I made up my mind several years ago that I had worked very hard to get to where I am in life and that I was only going to do things that are fun and exciting.
quote by Andy Williams
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Happiness Of A Man
Happiness of a man is not in possibility to chose a woman out of a million,
Happiness of a man is in possibility to allow himself to be with the only loved one.
Out of millions there are hundreds of beauties.
Out of millions there are hundreds of jealous.
Out of millions there are hundreds of desirable.
But… they are not loved.
Out of millions there can be only one loved.
But… what happens in real life?
That one you really love is banned.
She is a wife of your friend,
She is banned by the time,
She is banned by the distance,
She is banned by the pride or prejudice or weakness.
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
24th of August,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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I became quite successful very young, and it was mainly because I was so enthusiastic and I just worked so hard at it.
quote by Francis Ford Coppola
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The Good, Old-Fashioned People
When we hear Uncle Sidney tell
About the long-ago
An' old, old friends he loved so well
When _he_ was young--My-oh!--
Us childern all wish _we'd 'a'_ bin
A-livin' then with Uncle,--so
We could a-kindo' happened in
On them old friends he used to know!--
The good, old-fashioned people--
The hale, hard-working people--
The kindly country people
'At Uncle used to know!
They was God's people, Uncle says,
An' gloried in His name,
An' worked, without no selfishness,
An' loved their neighbers same
As they was kin: An' when they biled
Their tree-molasses, in the Spring,
Er butchered in the Fall, they smiled
An' sheered with all jist ever'thing!--
The good, old-fashioned people--
The hale, hard-working people--
The kindly country people
'At Uncle used to know!
He tells about 'em, lots o' times,
Till we'd all ruther hear
About 'em than the Nurs'ry Rhymes
Er Fairies--mighty near!--
Only sometimes he stops so long
An' then talks on so low an' slow,
It's purt'-nigh sad as any song
To listen to him talkin' so
Of the good, old-fashioned people--
The hale, hard-working people--
The kindly country people
'At Uncle used to know!
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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When I step back and look at all of these really successful people that I've worked with, one thing I do take away from it is how hard they work and how focused they are.
quote by Mia Wasikowska
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The people of Canada have worked hard to build a country that opens its doors to include all, regardless of their differences; a country that respects all, regardless of their differences; a country that demands equality for all, regardless of their differences.
quote by Paul Martin
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But it's much more exciting to make Die Hard. One of the reasons that I think that movie is so successful is it deals with those very important blue-collar relationship themes. But it's more visually beautiful to show things blowing up. It just gives you more on the screen.
quote by Penn Jillette
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I don't know if this is why everything has worked so well and I'm not sure I'd recommend this kind of thinking to anyone else, but I've always known I'd be successful in acting. I have certainly worked for it.
quote by Jennifer Lawrence
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I Am Not Proud Of My Country
I love my Homeland Country and of it's scenic sights I sing
But I don't say I am proud to be Irish as proud has a patriotic ring
And those who feel proud of their Country often go that step too far
As pride leads to patriotism and patriotism leads to war.
I have never waved my Country's flag at parade or football game
And I am not Proud of my country though I love it just the same
For pride and love are different as different as can be
And pride that leads to patriotism has never appealed to me.
Some people on flag post in their front yard fly their Country's flag
And I am proud of my Country you hear them proudly brag
But others worthiness and cultures they never could embrace
And without saying so they are telling you that ours is a superior race.
I am proud of my Country you will never hear me say
Though many feel that pride and patriotism are good and quite okay
But how many young men have died in wars due to patriotic pride
Love brings people together whilst pride and patriotism divide.
I have never been a soldier or had honours to my name
And I am not Proud of my Country though I love it just the same
And those who feel proud of their Country can take that step too far
For pride leads to patriotism and patriotism can lead to war.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Am I Less Patriotic
Am I less patriotic,
If I choose not to embrace...
Conservative values,
With a more broadened view...
That may be idealistic,
With equality issues I pursue.
Am I less patriotic,
If those who are hypocrites annoy?
The ones with their self righteous political opinions.
Those who influence lawmakers to consider and employ.
Am I less patriotic,
If I am bothered by illegitimate conflicts.
Those that depict one class of people,
As being worthy to indulge...
In the feeding done of their own interests.
Am I less patriotic,
If I wish hunger and homelessness...
From all made to suffer from this,
Was erased from them and did not exist?
Am I less patriotic,
If I chose to express my feelings about it?
And am I less patriotic...
If I refuse to inflict upon another pain,
With a taking away from them...
To benefit my own selfish claims to gain.
Am I less patriotic,
If my ambitions are to sustain and maintain...
A peaceful co-existence,
Between those who have chosen to benefit...
Appreciating their lives as they wish.
Without being oppressed by those who infest...
With a manifestation to control with a beholding?
Taking away from others as if...
They were entitled to do this!
Am I less patriotic?
Or am I just another delusioned human being?
Wishing all differences,
Were accepted or not demeaned to maim.
Or disrespected to be considered obscene.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I do think the patriotic thing to do is to critique my country. How else do you make a country better but by pointing out its flaws?
quote by Bill Maher
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Liberty is the possibility of doubting, the possibility of making a mistake, the possibility of searching and experimenting, the possibility of saying No to any authority - literary, artistic, philosophic, religious, social and even political.
quote by Ignazio Silone
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It's real nice and exciting for me to break the records, but it's more exciting for me to be on a winning team.
quote by Dan Marino
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Liberty is the possibility of doubting, the possibility of making a mistake, the possibility of searching and experimenting, the possibility of saying No to any authority--literary, artistic, philosophic, religious, social and even political.
Ignazio Silone in The God That Failed (1950)
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Real Losers
one is the soul of the country one is the wealth
both seem not to know how best to give to the country
one says one is the real son of the country
the other says he is equally a son of the country
for he helps build up the country, feed the nation
and develop it blood and sweat
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one insists he is the real master
the other says he wishes to have similar status
both go on and on until they forget there is
a country to be fed, to be built, and both
end up in the drain, soul and wealth
so much to fight over in a country
without much of a country to gain in the end
my pity, my pity
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The real heroes
Bearing the rage of elements
Far from their loved ones
Exposing their lives to danger
Yet remain firm and dedicated
To the safety of the country
They are real heroes who wake up in the night
When we are in the bed
They toil at the border
When we enjoy with our family
They also have families and friends
They also pine for them
But country is a priority for them
They forget everything for the sake of the country
They live for the country
And they die for the country
They are not among them who never miss
A single chance to earn money
And yet called heroes
These so called heroes put the honour
Of the country at stake
But our soldiers put their live at stake
To save the country from embarrassment
They are the pillars of the country.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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The Workaholic
He retired from his job on his sixty fifth birthday
But he did not enjoy the work free life
And he died just nine months into his retirement
To be mourned by his family and his wife.
It has been said he was a workaholic
And that he was one who worked as hard as two
And he felt bored without a job to go to
And he pined away as many like him do.
His problem was he did not have a hobby
And a working life the life he loved and knew
A good man for his wife and family and his Country
But good men just like bad men must die too.
For forty seven years he worked for the same employers
And to the end to his bosses was true
His parting gift from them a wrist watch and box of chocolates
And a well done and a shake hands and thank you.
He must have been one who truly liked his bosses
To have worked for them for forty seven years
His last day on the job it was his saddest
And as he left he fought to choke the tears.
His problem was that he did not have a hobby
And he only lived for each working day
And when he left the workforce in his sixties
He fell into ill health and pined away.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Its What I Am
(john calvert/aaron sain)
I got my first guitar when I was just a boy
I was playing the blues instead of playing with toys
Listening to the opry and dreaming of the neon lights
So it was late to bed and early to rise
I worked the field all day and the crowd all night
My finger on the trigger and nashville in my sights
Im the real thing and I sing songs about real life
And I never heard a fiddle called a violin
Never really worried if I fit in
Country aint what I sing its what I am
This hat aint something I wear for style
These boots have been around a while
Country aint what I sing its what I am
I learned to drive on a dirt road
Cruised the strip on rock and roll
And drove around on miles and miles of texas
And as I grew daddy showed me now
To earn a living by the sweat of my brow
But he never made me follow in his steps
He said work hard and let the good lord do the rest
And I never heard a fiddle called a violin
Never really worried if I fit in
Country aint what I sing its what I am
This truck aint something I drive for style
These boots have been around a while
Country aint what I sing its what I am
And I never heard a fiddle called a violin
Never really worried if I fit in
Country aint what I sing its what I am
This hat aint something I wear for style
These boots have been around a while
Country aint what I sing its what I am
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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