Man seems to be capable of great virtues but not of small virtues; capable of defying his torturer but not of keeping his temper.
quote by Gilbert K. Chesterton
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Nature seems at each man's birth to have marked out the bounds of his virtues and vices, and to have determined how good or how wicked that man shall be capable of being.
quote by Francois de La Rochefoucauld
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The greatest minds are capable of the greatest vices as well as of the greatest virtues.
Any mind that is capable of real sorrow is capable of good.
quote by Harriet Beecher Stowe
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Children, even infants, are capable of sympathy. But only after adolescence are we capable of compassion.
quote by Louise J. Kaplan
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Capitalists are no more capable of self-sacrifice than a man is capable of lifting himself up by his own bootstraps.
quote by Vladimir Lenin
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He who is not capable of enduring poverty is not capable of being free.
quote by Victor Hugo
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It seems we are capable of immense love and loyalty, and as capable of deceit and atrocity. It's probably this shocking ambivalence that makes us unique.
quote by John Scott
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The treachery
A man is capable of falling
In love with more than one woman
At a time and pursuing them alike.
A woman is capable of getting
Love from more than one man
At a time and encouraging them alike.
Loving is a feeding to men.
Being loved is feeding to women.
Both are capable of treachery.
12.02.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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People
People
Have many
Virtues
And vices.
I have too ;)
I have many
Virtues but
My only
Vice is you
Though I
Don't feel
Guilty,
Indulging
In you ;)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Virtues are acquired through endeavor, Which rests wholly upon yourself. So, to praise others for their virtues Can but encourage one's own efforts.
quote by Siddha Nagarjuna
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The Poems Bring Me Back To Myself
THE POEMS BRING ME BACK TO MYSELF
The poems bring me back to myself
I begin to live again –
Without the poems
I would have to make a new life-
I do not know if I am capable of it-
A life without poems without poetry
With other words perhaps-
I am too old to slowly write the long narrative
I never was capable of before
Little poems
Little lines
What I am capable of now.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The one who will be found in trial capable of great acts of love is ever the one who is always doing considerate small ones.
quote by Frederick William Robertson
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Barter With Virtues
You must be such as you respect yourself.
You must be such as you value yourself.
You must be such as you look at yourself.
Virtues in you fetch you virtues from others.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Over & Above
Half past 12 on a friday night everythings wrong and it doesnt feel right
Tried to talk to someone in the bar she didnt like my face I didnt get far
When you grow up youre gonna walk big strides just like me
When you grow up youre gonna hit the big time wait and see
And I listened to his guiding voice like a man who overhears god
Over and above what Im capable of
You couldnt take the weight of my purest innocence
Over and above what Im capable of
You couldnt take the weight of my purest innocence
Are you over
So tall daddy used to tower above him symbol of unreachable
Time fades icons of perfection cruel result but not intention
His values are not the ones I choose hes failed in himself
In the blaze of his pride an independence expressed
Not there is no guiding voice like a man who loses god
Over and above what Im capable of
You couldnt take the weight of my purest innocence
Over and above what Im capable of
You couldnt take the weight of my purest innocence
Are you over
And a man cant understand his father til he becomes a father too
Now his own sons expectation becomes his own hearts burden new
Dad I didnt understand the pressure could it bring them back together
Over and above what Im capable of
You couldnt take the weight of my purest innocence
Over and above what Im capable of
You couldnt take the weight of my purest innocence
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Many of us are more capable than some of us but none of us is as capable as all of us!
Tom Wilson in Ziggy
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The virtuousness
I doubt not the virtues of your mistress
But doubt your undue faith in her virtues.
Your confidence, not her reputation
Makes her virtuous, regardless of truth.
The one who suspects one’s mistress’ virtues
Makes her adulterous, regardless of truth,
And loses confidence to live with her.
Neither way is the mistress affected.
27.02.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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How I Escaped From Despair Today
HOW I ESCAPED FROM MY DESPAIR TODAY
No great thought or sudden revelation,
No major meeting or act of friendship,
No revelation of Love,
No great Surprise of Joy,
Nothing great at all-
The simple doing of everyday tasks-
Cleaning the house,
Taking a bus,
Doing a small errand I had promised someone I would,
Being outside
Looking at the world
Where I walked -
Somehow taking my mind from myself,
By buying medicine for my wife
Purchasing fruits in the market-
By doing small things,
Showing myself that I am still capable of action-
By trivial small actions changing my mood
Enabling myself to have enthusiasm for life again-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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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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Virtues That Pay
You argue — as sympathy governs your bias —
That Wisdom distributes the capon and crust,
Indulging the sinful, and stinting the pious,
Or starving the wicked, and fattening the just.
You are wrong to the Evil One; hear what I say
There are ruinous virtues, and virtues that pay.
If your purpose be saving your soul and your bacon —
Fruition forthwith, and a sweet by-and-bye;
If your definite project stand clear and unshaken
A fatman on earth, and a seraph on high
In working this out let it still be your lay
There are ruinous virtues, and virtues that pay.
Such virtues are not of the workshop or cloister:
They test every act by the way it pans out;
They prompt you to seize on the world as your oyster,
Inserting our knife with a spirit devout.
For strait is the portal, and narrow the way
Representing the route of the virtues that pay.
Men as good as yourself, or most probably better,
Have gone to the rear, after many a try —
A permanent wage-slave, a usurers' debtor
Reduced to the motto of 'Root, hog or die,'
But their handicap dates from an earlier day,
When they failed in espousals of virtues that pay.
There is nothing outre in the man with the bluey;
He started, like you, for a goal undisclosed
But never in life can he come within coo-ee —
Though he may reach a goal, (with the vowels transposed)
And a similar Sheol gapes fair in your way,
If you turn out deficient in virtues that pay.
You must race, like St. Paul —you must race for the dollar —
No pause of compunction must ever intrude:
You must watch, you must pray, never missing a collar
The course is severe, and the company good.
You must reverence the Thrift-God, and earnestly pray
To be grounded and built up in virtues that pay.
By this means you will serve the Almighty and Mammon,
And die in a state of salvation and wealth;
When the clergy, without a suggestion of gammon,
Will furnish your soul with a clean bill of health.
So you'll sweep through the gates in your spotless array
A shining example of Virtues that pay.
poem by Joseph Furphy
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As Far As My Eye Can See In My Body’s Senses
All the trees all their branches all of their leaves
The grass at the foot of the rocks and the houses en masse
Far off the sea that your eye bathes
These images of day after day
The vices the virtues so imperfect
The transparency of men passing among them by chance
And passing women breathed by your elegant obstinacies
Your obsessions in a heart of lead on virgin lips
The vices the virtues so imperfect
The likeness of looks of permission with eyes you conquer
The confusion of bodies wearinesses ardours
The imitation of words attitudes ideas
The vices the virtues so imperfect
Love is man incomplete
poem by Paul Eluard
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