Literature is the human activity that takes the fullest and most precise account of variousness, possibility, complexity, and difficulty.
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Food, like sex, is one of the principal kinds of human activity that engage people when they wonder about how to account for different kinds of human behaviour.
quote by Marvin Harris
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Human beings, viewed as behaving systems, are quite simple. The apparent complexity of our behavior over time is largely a reflection of the complexity of the environment in which we find ourselves.
quote by Herbert Simon
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Under adversity, under oppression, the words begin to fail, the easy words begin to fail. In order to convey things accurately, the human being is almost forced to find the most precise words possible, which is a precondition for literature.
I think mine is the fullest and most plausible account of what went on in Marie Antoinette's life.
quote by Antonia Fraser
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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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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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A Human Body
Words and music by roger taylor
They were talking in whispers
In bear skins and fur
Captain scott and his heroes to be
To have laboured so long
To have made it this far
Ooh its been such a long ride
Ooh you know its been a long way
For a human human human
For a human body you see
Can you believe it happens?
Now it happens here
Do you believe do you believe or really care
Can you believe it happens?
Now it happens here
To a human human
With a human body you see
There aint nobody gets out of this moonlight
Today is surprisingly fair
Oh oh oh oh woo woo
Weve got problems the lone ranger cant fix
The invisible man couldnt see
It takes a tough guy
To learn some new tricks
Ooh it takes such a long time
Ooh its been such a long way
For a human human human
For a human body you see
Can you believe it happens?
Now it happens here
Do you believe do you believe or really care
Can you believe it happens?
Now it happens here
To a human human
With a human body you see
You know its been such a long while
Its been such a long while
Takes such a long time
It takes such a long time
Its been such a long way
Been such a long way
Its been such a long while
Been such a long while
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!
Its gonna be a long ride
song performed by by Queen
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Far too lovely you are (Strambotto Siciliano)
Far too lovely you are, in mortality
bound to life, as woman in the fullest sense,
yet under the burden of death's finality,
still love blooms with a power that is intense
even when in its fullest strength mere destiny
makes human effort to some incompetence,
in this late summer of our lives we are free
from every dark stark lifeless consequence.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Invest In Eternal Account
An account of now and forever
Is set by being washed forgone
And live your sins behind curveture
And be called the new born creature
Immersed in a deep golden name
The account amount of eternal peace
That glows innermost and benearth his name
He is the son of man, in him he loves
The king of wonders in between he stands
The account of eternal love overflows
In him is the cool well of dove
Come it says, drink its waters of life
And be dressed in his grace
That falls like hailstorm rain
From the convenant keeping God
Invest in the eternal account
And nothing shall siege the heart
Praise his name for his miracles
Glory, glory he takes the shape
In the spirit being, the mankind of his
If he is loved, he comes like a storm
And the grain in its story in the cage
Laying in his eternal eternal account
poem by Paul Mwenelupembe
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If you make a habit of sincere prayer, your life will be very noticeably and profoundly altered. Prayer stamps with its indelible mark our actions and demeanor. A tranquility of bearing, a facial and bodily repose, are observed in those whose inner lives are thus enriched. . . . Properly understood, prayer is a mature activity indispensable to the fullest development of personality . . . . Only in prayer do we achieve that complete and harmonious assembly of body, mind and spirit which gives the frail human reed its unshakable strengths.
quote by Alexis Carrel
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I actually enjoy complexity that's empowering. If it challenges me, the complexity is very pleasant.
quote by Ward Cunningham
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Without the faintest possibility of finding a job, I decided to devote myself to literature: it was about time to find out what I was worth as a writer.
quote by Jose Saramago
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Expansion means complexity and complexity decay.
quote by C. Northcote Parkinson
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Enter every activity without giving mental recognition to the possibility of defeat. Concentrate on your strengths, instead of your weaknesses... on your powers, instead of your problems.
quote by Paul J. Meyer
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Man’s Work
The work of a man is human and the ability
To forsake his concerns outside, to collect love
Of his own being and concentrate on humility.
Brave requests are being made, been accomplished
By those in difficulty.
This difficulty is too much for one of us,
Some of us will resign for the good,
Some of us will reign supreme,
Just let yourself be the next event in the work.
The humans will work their way for the better,
No wrecks are found hopefully.
poem by Naveed Akram
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More Than Just Exposure
More than just exposure.
My needs are to connect.
There is no flattery blinding me.
My mission is totally circumspect.
Prudent are my movements.
Precise are the intentions meant.
Forward is my pace.
Whatever it takes...
To replace the commonness,
Of accepted waste.
More than just exposure.
My needs are to connect.
There is no flattery blinding me.
My mission is totally circumspect.
Totally I choose to remain focused,
On what it is I must do next.
To afford that progress.
No matter the difficulty of those steps.
One affected with a purpose,
Is challenged by obstacles...
That allows little time,
Found to rest and reflect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Progress Is the Concept That Inspires Ideas
To move forward,
In thought.
Or in actual movement.
Means exactly that!
Not to discuss it,
As if to do so will get it done.
To move forward takes applied effort.
If a repeated situation,
Does not get resolved.
Because there is something,
In one's consciousness that blocks this.
Moving forward is not going to be accomplished.
To make noticeable progress.
And progress is the concept that inspires ideas.
Rarely, if ever...
Does enlightenment stirs or occurs,
To one 'enhanced' by the driven excitement of stagnation.
Unless this has been determined as a fresh activity.
And for a very few,
This may be a possibility.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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One handles truths like dynamite. Literature is one vast hypocrisy, a giant deception, treachery. All writers have concealed more than they revealed. But paradoxically, we create fiction out of human concern for the victims of the revelations. This concern is at the root of literature.
quote by Anais Nin
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Existence
Explain the unexplainable, beginning where life gathers together,
complex universe, intelligible process of an information generators
and astronomically improbability.
It is luck?
Accidents happen, without control of circumstance
human or animal, islands of life, in completions over time.
Chance ofinformation.
Evolution becomes conscious of itself.
Brain arises from problems solve.
Purpose or illusion, true? logic?
Interbreeding languages mutating languages
Ready in your mind, seconds before time
Logic. Refusal of a true statement
It is determined,
Incommunicable, can be spoken,
without making different to possibility, philosopher though.
Babies are semi individual, growing free will - take decisions.
Start with the conscience of God
Conscience with in brain (share with animal)
Self-conscience (only human) - self-awareness
Soul dos not terminated with dead.
Survive of the soul, can t be proven, but only by faith.
Human make a mass of
complexity and hope.
poem by Luca Menin
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The purblind majority quite honestly believed that literature was meant to mimic human life, and that it did so. And in consequence, their love-affairs, their maxims, their so-called natural ties and instincts, and above all, their wickedness, became just so many bungling plagiarisms from something they had read, in a novel or a Bible or a poem or a newspaper. People progressed from the kindergarten to the cemetery assuming that their emotion at every crisis was what books taught them was the appropriate emotion, and without noticing that it was in reality something quite different. Human life was a distorting tarnished mirror held up to literature: this much at least of Wilde's old paradox — that life mimicked art — was indisputable. Human life,
very clumsily, tried to reproduce the printed word.
quote by James Branch Cabell
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