No art can be noble which is incapable of expressing thought, and no art is capable of expressing thought which does not change.
quote by John Ruskin
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Prescribed Thought A Prescribed Mode Of Action
There is no such a thing
There is no such a thing as a most natural way
There is no such a thing as a most natural way of expressing a thought
There is no such a thing as a most natural way of expressing a thought a mode of action
There is no such a thing as a most natural way of expressing a thought a mode of action a form of logic
After so much thought
After so much thought about loneliness
It becomes apparent
Logic can no longer be relied upon
Logic can no longer be relied upon as a base for studying the structure of language
The structure of my poetry
The structure of my soul
The structure of my God
I dare think
I dare to know
I dare to think
I will not be hardwired from the thinking of my birth rising from some dogmatic slumber.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I never was very capable of expressing my feelings or emotions in words. I don't know whether this is the cause why I did it in music and also why I did it in painting. Or vice versa: That I had this way as an outlet. I could renounce expressing something in words.
quote by Arnold Schoenberg
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Few people are capable of expressing with equanimity opinions which differ from the prejudices of their social environment. Most people are even incapable of forming such opinions.
quote by Albert Einstein
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Few people are capable of expressing with equanimity opinions which differ from the prejudices of their social environment. Most People are even incapable of forming such opinions.
quote by Albert Einstein
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The modern artist... is working and expressing an inner world - in other words - expressing the energy, the motion, and other inner forces.
quote by Jackson Pollock
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I was already devouring literature and I was the ripe old age of 15 when I decided to be an actor. I just thought plays were the most fantastic way of expressing life. I thought I'd discovered Shakespeare - 'hey, there's a new guy in town, don't know if anyone's read him.' I was just excited about the whole thing, from day one.
quote by Chiwetel Ejiofor
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Few people are capable of expressing with equanimity opinions which differ from the prejudices of their social environment. Most people are not even capable of forming such opinions.
quote by Albert Einstein
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A typewriter is a means of transcribing thought, not expressing it.
quote by Marshall McLuhan
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I believe in using the entire piano as a single instrument capable of expressing every possible musical idea.
quote by Oscar Peterson
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Memorial Day
I know there will be many,
Expressing their thanks and gratitude...
On this, a holiday
To those they once knew,
Who were in their lives...
Doing the best they could do,
To show and proved to others...
How much they loved them too.
I just know...
Those preparing their Memorial Day,
Planning family bar-be-cues...
And spicing their favorite drinks,
With assorted purchased booze...
Relaxing in the Sun and enjoying fun.
'Someone'...
Will be expressing their blessings.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fidelity to the subject's thought and to his characteristic way of expressing himself is the sine qua non of journalistic quotation.
quote by Janet Malcolm
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Looking At The Many People
Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people,
Waiting to live a life they like.
The many people...
In a luxurized hype.
Looking at the people,
Waiting for a life they like.
The many people.
Looking at the many people.
Embittered and lamenting.
Looking at the many people.
Living venting and resenting.
Looking at the many people.
Condescending and offending.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.
Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Waiting for a life they like.
The many people.
Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Waiting for a life they like.
The many people.
Looking at the many people.
Embittered and lamenting.
Looking at the many people.
Living venting and resenting.
Looking at the many people.
Condescending and offending.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.
Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.
Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.
Looking at the many people.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments.
Looking at the many people.
Expressing their sad sentiments...
And in their minds they're losing sense.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A programming language is for thinking about programs, not for expressing programs you've already thought of. It should be a pencil, not a pen.
quote by Paul Graham
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Loves About To Change My Heart
I never needed someone
cos I always led a life of my own
Never waited for the ring of the phone
Never had anyone here
When I got home
But loves about to change my heart
Im waiting for the doorbell to chime
When I always lived one day at a time
I thought that I was getting on fine
Never felt I was alone
til you change your mind
Loves about to change my heart
Could a day be so long
When I always felt secure and so strong
And all the time as I went along
Never thought I would desire
So much to belong
Loves about to change my heart
Loves about to change my heart, ooh
Never ever thought the sky was so blue
Never ever thought Id feel so new
Always thought Id know what to do
But I guess I wasnt counting on you
What did I know
I always felt so much on control
I thought Id make it all on my own
Never thought I would forget
All I have known
Loves about to change my heart
Loves about to change my heart
Loves about to change, change, change
My heart...
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Had Thought
I had once thought about killing
But no-one could I ever kill,
I had once thought about robbing
But from no-one could I ever steal,
I had once thought about cheating
But to a love I could never cheat
I had once thought about lying
But to no-one could I cause deceit,
I had once thought about my death
But I did not want to die
I once thought about depression
But no longer did I want want to cry
I once thought about using
But no one could I ever use
I had once thought about abusing
But then to no-one could I ever abuse.
In my life I had these thoughts
As they would entered into my brain
But when they entered into my soul
From them all I did refrain.
I know what's right from wrong
And that truth can or will never change
Excuses instead of truth cannot be accepted
And sins cannot change their name.
Those ideals will still enter into my mind
Especially when temptation I had sought
But I will stay a virtuos and truthful man
When it comes to sins and lies, I too had thought.
poem by Randy McClave
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Regret That Is Unrelenting
If I had known...
A hint or clue,
You were rushing to see me.
I would not have grown impatient.
But last I saw you...
It was you.
You were the one,
Who had lost your patience.
In one single breath...
You left!
It pains me now,
To know we could have met...
To forgive and forget.
I did come back...
To find a note,
Expressing your sorrow.
Expressing a loneliness...
I had felt,
Hungering in sleeplessness...
That greeted me in my emptiness.
You said you understood.
And you would be gone,
For good.
How could you?
I would reach out.
Shouting for that embrace,
That now seems to have been erased...
By bad timing.
I am now the one pining for you.
Intensely yearning.
With a regret that is unrelenting.
Moments like these I wish I could send away.
But they stay.
To beat in a rhythm my heart wants to hold,
With you again!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In the mirrorlike relationship between wine and human beings, Zinfandel owned more reflective properties than any other grape; in its infinite mutability, it was capable of expressing almost any philosophical position or psychological function. As a result, its own "true" nature might never be known.
David Darlington in Angels Visits: An Inquiry into the Mystery of Zinfandel
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Since Birth
When one 'is' who they are...
And has been who they are since birth.
Expressing what it is they do,
Because it is no fluke!
Or a passing whim.
The odds are against those,
Who bet the one dissected...
Will be changing anytime soon!
With many hats worn,
To express from the same creativity.
As has been done since birth.
So to ask,
'Larry?
Are you 'still' doing your 'thing'? '
That 'thing' might be considered breathing.
And thought to be a foolish question to ask.
Especially if one is seen doing it.
And the process of delivery has been the same,
Since birth!
With evidence all over the place as proof.
But many want to find,
A blemish to be flawed!
Like an identity one has,
With expectations of it to change!
Like a diaper some still wear.
Seeking the next step to development.
And some know exactly who they are...
Why and the how of it!
And that is what they do.
There is no notoriety sought for it.
If it is given...
Then something must be good,
About what it is that's done.
With devotion and dedication.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Winds Have Shifted
Why are you expressing your concern,
For the needs of others...
Now?
When those needs have been pronounced,
Long before you thought they should...
Be to you announced.
Why do you express now such empathy?
Is it because you feel,
Your sudden needs should take priority?
It is no mystery that the winds have shifted.
And upon your eyes,
Those storm clouds have come to drift.
When the Sun above your head shone bright...
You showed no concern for those in blight.
Why do you express now such empathy?
Is it because you feel,
Your sudden needs should take priority?
Why are you expressing your concern,
For the needs of others...
Now?
When those needs have been pronounced,
Long before you thought they should...
Be to you announced.
When did you discover,
Others deceived also suffered.
When did you realize,
Those days would come...
When you would be agonized,
With a suffering done!
It is no mystery that the winds have shifted.
And upon your eyes,
Those storm clouds have come to drift.
When the Sun above your head shone bright...
You showed no concern for those in blight.
But now you call for all to fight,
For equality and human rights!
But when you slept sound and peacefully those nights,
You knew not of hunger or homelessness!
Or just a bite of anything to soothe an appetite.
When did you discover,
Others deceived also suffered.
When did you realize,
Those days would come...
When you would be agonized,
With a suffering done!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Flower Which Has No Pleasant Scent
A learned person who is not capable
of expressing - (what he has learnt
and what he likes to say) -
effectively and efficiently in such a way
that the listeners can understand fully
is equal to a full bloomed beautiful flower
which has no pleasant scent and flavour
to spread in the atmosphere.
Ref: ThirukkuRaL 650
iNar.oozththum naaRaa malaranaiyar kaRRa(thu)
uNara viriththuraiyaa thaar.
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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