The philosophy of the common man is an old wife that gives him no pleasure, yet he cannot live without her, and resents any aspersions that strangers may cast on her character.
quote by George Santayana
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The philosophy to live
The life is
respect and dignity
My philosophy of
life is to
live with dreams
Is satisfying to
think at the
philosophy to live
The philosophy to
live is sacred
and genuine
Is essential that
the philosophy to
live is a
conscious and satisfying
act of our
personal existence
The philosophy to
live must be
defended from excessive
attacks
The philosophy to
live will be
a peaceful and
motivated revolution
The life is
a great and
magnificent work
The life must
be lived slowly
because only thus
can be authentic
The life is
not appearance
The life travels
in the present
The life is
an alternation of
emotions and sensations
There shouldn't be
obsessions in life
because it's an
unrepeatable and extravagant
thing
poem by Laura arwen
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A person reveals his character by nothing so clearly as the joke he resents.
quote by Georg Christoph Lichtenberg
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Strangers But Strangers And Strangers
strangers but strangers and strangers
life goes on truth goes gos on humanity goes on
meaning goes on time goes on rain goes on storms go on
animals kingdom s go on in the forest of Darwin
strangers but strangers and strangers
images go on in the line of alternative realities
images are close relationship with human existence
strangers but strangers and strangers
facts are not strange but language is strange
strangers but strangers and strangers
Casting Obama
They contrive an upheaval
Of a non-existing character -
For character assassination,
They create a bobble-head that
Looks like him
On an empty chair,
They publish his alien
Birth place that
Never was,
They call him a crooked socialist who
Saves banks and Wall Street,
A job killer who rescues GM,
A terrorist sympathizer who kills Osama,
They knot him, stitch him,
Loop him, bounce him
On a trampoline
They shape him as
An actor in their private movie,
Authenticating their own aspersions.
poem by Ibrahim Ibn Salma
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Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: III
A little honey! Ay, a little sweet,
A little pleasure when the years were young,
A joyous measure trod by dancing feet,
A tale of folly told by a loved tongue.
These are the things by which our hearts are wrung
More than by tears. Oh, I would rather laugh,
So I had not to choose such tales among
Which was most laughable. Man's nobler half
Resents mere sorrow. I would rather sit
With just the common crowd that watch the play
And mock at harlequin and the clown's wit,
And call it tragedy and go my way.
I should not err, because the tragic part
Lay not in these, but sealed in my own heart.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Let's put it this way, when I was casting, I cast Viggo first and then found someone who could play his wife, rather than the other way around. So for me he's still the lead character.
quote by David Cronenberg
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We're Strangers Again (feat. Tammy Wynette)
First we were strangers both down on our luck
And both in need of a friend
We promised each other
To much to live up to
And now we're strangers again
Tammy:
I came like a stranger
And you took me in
And I felt at home in your arms
We had nothing but good times
As long as the sun shines
But we just couldn't weather the storms
Randy:
You came like a stranger
And I took you in
And you gave me some reasons
To live
I gave the good the good times
And you gave the sunshine
Till we ran out of good things to give
Now we are strangers back down on our luck
And both in need of a friend
We promised each other
To much to live up to
And now we're strangers again
Strangers again?
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Pleasure And Pain
I know some people
who have experienced both
the pleasure and the pain
and some of that pain still remains
with them to this day.
One had the pleasure when they were young
when the pleasure they had
was classed as wrong
and they became the scorn of the community.
They then fell in love,
but no wedding bells did play.
Now they say they live in sin.
What sin is this you ask?
When two people live together
and share their life with one another.
Maybe they are not married,
but their lives together are happy.
Who are we to condemn them
for everything they have,
certainly not I.
How can you condemn them
for living together as man and wife?
The answer is you cannot
for when you look at it
many marriages are only just
two signatures on a piece of paper.
15 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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We must strive to encourage East and West not only to move towards each other but also to encourage them to find a new philosophy, a philosophy which will serve as a tool determining the future of Planet Earth - our common and only shelter.
quote by Nursultan Nazarbayev
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I never went to a John Wayne movie to find a philosophy to live by or to absorb a profound message. I went for the simple pleasure of spending a couple of hours seeing the bad guys lose.
quote by Mike Royko
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Strangers
(bobby braddock)
Two strangers passing on the sidewalk
Barely brush each others hand
He says Im sorry
She says dont worry
And that is how it all began
A few short days and night together
And its like they were meant to be
Lying there with her he softly whispers
Just think what we were so recently
Strangers, strangers
The world greatest lovers
Last week we were strangers
Two strangers passing in the hallway
Barely touch each others heart
Now theyre pretending
Two shadows blending
But theyre a million miles apart
Soon shell be packing up her suitcase
Theyll be dividing all the blame
They know how they started
Now empty hearted
They dont have a clue how they became
Strangers, strangers
The world greatest lovers
And now they are strangers
The worlds greatest lovers
Have turned into strangers
Strangers, strangers
song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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A Common Man I Am
Like any common man I grope
And struggle to survive and be
Bold with Dignity and Hope
For life is hard and not so easy.
But this I say has made me braver
My hardships laid the lessons learned
Gave Wisdom, insight, character
My joy complete, sincerely earned.
'And we rejoice in our suffering,
because suffering produces Perseverance;
Perseverance, Character; and Character, Hope.'
Roman 5: 3-4
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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My whole working philosophy is that the only stable happiness for mankind is that it shall live married in blessed union to woman-kind - intimacy, physical and psychical between a man and his wife. I wish to add that my state of bliss is by no means perfect.
quote by David Herbert Lawrence
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Joy and Pleasure
Now, joy is born of parents poor,
And pleasure of our richer kind;
Though pleasure's free, she cannot sing
As sweet a song as joy confined.
Pleasure's a Moth, that sleeps by day
And dances by false glare at night;
But Joy's a Butterfly, that loves
To spread its wings in Nature's light.
Joy's like a Bee that gently sucks
Away on blossoms its sweet hour;
But pleasure's like a greedy Wasp,
That plums and cherries would devour.
Joy's like a Lark that lives alone,
Whose ties are very strong, though few;
But Pleasure like a Cuckoo roams,
Makes much acquaintance, no friends true.
Joy from her heart doth sing at home,
With little care if others hear;
But pleasure then is cold and dumb,
And sings and laughs with strangers near.
poem by William Henry Davies
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Live until your dead
The ties that bind unwinding
The future needs reminding
That differences will always be
Yet pleasure and pain are the same to me
So broken on the inside, maybe the pain is what i need
Cutting on the outside, just to make sure i still bleed
With that pain comes the pleasure, that i am still alive
With that pleasure comes the pain, that my mind now needs to thrive
You live what you learn, someone very smart once said
So find some pleasure in your pain, and live until your dead.
poem by Mistaken Identity Suicidal Tendancy
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Strangers (Prelude to Valentine’s Day)
There’s something in your heart
that’s keeping us apart.
I guess it’s because we’re strangers.
This coming Valentines day
would be the perfect way
for us to be more, than strangers.
I’ll write enchanting words of romance
in the hope there will be a chance,
that we’ll no longer be, strangers.
We can get to know each other
and who knows, later maybe lovers,
and forget that we were once strangers.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Yeah, I think the common denominator - and this is probably going to sound like Acting 101 - but the common denominator is belief in the character in the moment.
quote by Jenna Elfman
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Do Not Jump Into Conclusion
do not jump into
a very bad conclusion that
the one who leaves
and who shall be considered
as the poem
called 'Good riddance'
is my wife
or my concubine
or my common-law-wife
or my girflfriend
or my housemaid,
as i am telling you,
she can be any woman of this world
she can be any wife of any husband
who knows the many versions of what a
departure can be
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I played this character twice in live action, and now I've become an animated character. It was actually fun to see myself drawn - I've never been a drawn character before.
quote by Geena Davis
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Sonnet: May Peace Prevail On Earth Amidst Brethren!
How nice to see brothers reunited!
What joy afills their parents’ hearts again!
How nice to see two brothers far-sighted,
When peace and manna from the Heavens rain!
Let what was past, remain always the past!
Let us restart with newer beginnings;
Let us never in bickering get cast;
Our life on earth’s a game of one innings!
If brothers fight, how much more would neighbors!
If neighbors fight, how much more would strangers!
If strangers fight, how much more would rivals!
If earthlings fight, how much more would devils!
How can a nation and the world have peace,
When siblings can’t live amongst them at ease?
poem by John Celes
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