It is in the gift for employing all the vicissitudes of life to one's own advantage and to that of one's craft that a large part of genius consists.
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It is in the gift for employing all the vicissitudes of life to one's own advantage and to that of one's craft that a large part of genius consists.
quote by Georg Christoph Lichtenberg
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Life's A Gift
Life’s a gift for you to send
Life’s a gift for god to end
Life’s a gift now you’re with me
Life’s a gift for all to see
Life’s a gift when love is true
Life’s a gift when times look blue
Life’s a gift with the one you trust
Life’s a gift even if UN just
Life’s a gift a ray of sun
Life’s a gift though your heads held to a gun
Life’s a gift when its handed on a tray
Life’s a gift even though it’s always on display
Life’s a gift it’s hard to understand how
Life’s a gift so take advantage of it now
poem by SharonAnn Dawson
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A large part of virtue consists in good habits.
quote by William Paley
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Life Vs Mylife
LIFE
IS HAPPY AND GOOD
MY LIFE
IS FULL OF SHAME AND REGRET
LIFE
CONSISTS OF EVERYONE
MY LIFE
CONSISTS OF ONLY ME
LIFE
CONSISTS OF LIFE
MY LIFE
CONSISTS OF DEATH AND PAIN
LIFE
TOLD ME WHAT I KNOW NOW
MY LIFE
HELPED ME BELIEVE IT
LIFE
TAUGHT ME TO BE STRONG
MY LIFE TAUGHT ME TO BECOME IT
LIFE
IS THE SUBJECT
MY LIFE
IS THE REASON
LIFE
TOLD ME TO FIGHT
MY LIFE
TOLD ME TO GIVE UP
LIFE
THOUGHT I ACTUALLY WOULD GIVE UP
MY LIFE
KEPT ME STRONG FOR ME, MY FAMLY, MY NIECE (RIP) , AND MY FRIENDS
LOVE THE POETIC PRINCESS
poem by Michole Petersen
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The Craft Of Life
I tried to study it for just a while:
All of the potions, from oysters to seducing smiles.
But I've found it's already inside me:
A big round bubble of sensuality,
Dared to be burst,
But worried about getting hurt.
I know how you like to kiss.
I'll ask you what you're thinking.
Silvers in our dark hair.
The sheets are soaked by your tiny fish.
The craft of life,
The craft of life,
The craft of life,
The craft of life,
Oo-ooh...
Tears spring to mind when I go back in time.
All those lost bodies just seeking security.
Jittering strangers with smutting hands,
Heavy and clever and full of demands.
Well I'm similar to you:
We're familiar with what to do.
I know how you like to kiss.
I'll ask you what you're thinking.
Silvers in our dark hair.
The sheets are soaked by your tiny fish.
The craft of life,
The craft of life,
The craft of life,
The craft of life,
Oo-ooh...
song performed by by Kate Bush
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The music is in the lead here, and a large part of this, I have no idea what I'm doing. I feel a closer bond with the craft of songwriting, stronger than I ever have.
quote by Ben Harper
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Usually that's going into biology in a certain way. There's certain strengths and weaknesses to both of the sexes. And I'm not against employing those nor am I against denying those, what I am looking for is a very large array of options.
quote by Mark Morris
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The Risk Is in the Giving
The risk is in the giving,
Not the taking of a gift one gets.
Many times that which is given,
An appreciation returned...
Seldom comes with it.
People take advantage,
Of what comes...
As a deed to please.
With an inspection to put a value,
On that which is received.
With a showing of an ungratefulness,
The giver of the gift to give...
Often leaves with this believed.
People take advantage,
Of what comes...
As a deed to please.
With an inspection to put a value,
On that which is received.
The risk is in the giving,
Not the taking of a gift one gets.
Many times that which is given,
An appreciation returned...
Seldom comes with it.
And when one does hear from another,
A thankfulness expressed.
The one who is gifted expresses this,
With an acknowledgement...
It is 'not' the gift one gets,
But the thoughtfulness of the one who gives...
And that is the exchange one does not soon forget.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life consists
Life consists of
Lion snake mouse bull
Life consists of
Eagle-garuda owl peacock
Come on lifeline and hug.
Life marks onset of
New inspiration new invention
To pay ttention is must
Life reveals globalisation
Generalisation specialisation.
Life is to enjoy moment
No one be debar
Have open heart
And clear mind
After all life is life.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The better part of one's life consists of his friendships.
quote by Abraham Lincoln
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Obvious Gift
gifts lead every hearts to go nearer to what
the soul reunited in your emotion, a value that
penny can't buy something that the spirited soul
makes; what the world made it wonderful, diluted
to lay everything, just to risen the ageless motion of
self giving
everything is move and cease to believe, what
makes it to begin as the clouds, since in time of
memorial floats in the sky, where and where it goes,
as the rain drops and wet flowering seeds to grow
and leads fiddler of insect to feed and learn to live,
with no one guide the beginning of survival
obvious gift never ends it always flows, like
stream in the highest mountains that always look a
distance way to settle the fresh hyacinth of cool water,
for a gift of rejoicing takes an everlasting memory
to remember
life as gift, always take a foundation to craft, beautiful
and stronger pillar making it more acceptable to live,
of what every soul ponder, shading the past into the future
of today; as the day comes to an end, remembering is a
heart to believe that all is just nothing but a special gift
ready to be shared to the out most of you, a love in your
life
an immortal gift, willing to give and release, not as
poison in you for other to live, but a perfume to smell
so that other may grow and ignited to refresh, for
life is but, an endless will of feeling but a power in you,
wonting to make the best of what is life
a gift is not a gift unless it is shared; obvious it may looks,
yet! its obvious if it may not be shared the gift in you….be
a gift to other
poem by Antonio Liao
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If there be anything that can be called genius, it consists chiefly in ability to give that attention to a subject which keeps it steadily in the mind, till we have surveyed it accurately on all sides.
quote by Robert Quillen
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Nothing is so envied as genius, nothing so hopeless of attainment by labor alone. Though labor always accompanies the greatest genius, without the intellectual gift labor alone will do little.
quote by B.R. Hayden
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Part of the happiness of life consists not in fighting battles, but in avoiding them. A masterly retreat is in itself a victory.
quote by Norman Vincent Peale
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Many now born, by the time they are voters will compose part of a nation with a genius nowhere equaled, and with a vast territory upon which those energies and that genius can operate.
quote by Richard Parks Bland
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A gift consists not in what is done or given, but in the intention of the giver or doer.
quote by Lucius Annaeus Seneca
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Runaway Genius
Running & running, of course i know where I'm going, I'm a genius.
Running & running faster now, my family is coming, yelling, & screaming. I know why, I'm a genius.
Running & running faster than before, here comes my friends with bats & sticks. I know why they're coming, I'm a genius.
Running & Running as fast as I can, here comes more people with pots & pans. I know why they're chasing me, I'm a genius.
Eventually, I tire out & begin to jog.
But as soon as I stop here comes the mob. I was about to resume running but then I turned around. The mob was in silence, then I ask a very simple but complex question, 'What is the meaning os life? ' I know of course, I'm a genius.
poem by Tevin Ellis
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It's About The Craft
It's about the craft.
And a consistency applied,
To prefect its presentation...
One who has no hesitation,
To sacrifice time.
Without a seeking for devices,
That provides an easy ride.
It's about the craft!
And those who are up to the task,
Need not to answer when asked...
What for them is thirsted first.
It's about the craft,
That has such a holding grasp...
No one can loosen to have it released.
'That's deep!
But what is it that has a hold on someone,
One knows and prefers to keep? '
A love for what it is,
One does.
With a seeking to reach greater heights.
'Wouldn't it be easier if you lowered your expectations? '
Who's craft is this?
You do...
As 'you' wish!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That's one of the nice things. I mean, part of the beauty of me is that I'm very rich. So if I need $600 million, I can put $600 million myself. That's a huge advantage. I must tell you, that's a huge advantage over the other candidates.
quote by Donald Trump
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This Gift You Have Given Me
Aaaaah
Mama...my first words
Dada threw me in the air
I trusted he'll catch me
And he did
But Papa...I've never met him
Never seen him, never known him
He used bare hands to form my porcelain skin
And ingenuity to craft my genius mind
The breathed in me for so long
Then dropped precious stones in me
To help beautify the ailing earth
He hugged me and prayed I'd remember him
I didn't...Papa...
He wrote a big book of letters I found boring
But used as a bed time story
And learned that Papa's this mighty guy
Papa...
Heard he loves me crazy, unconditionally
And wants me to love others the same
But the world knows not love that's pure and bursts
But I don't know how to...love
I long for him, I leave him alone a lot
But the yearning cannot be feigned
Papa...
The best things in life are free
People say free things have no value
But your life, your sanity
Your children, your family
Your health, your mind,
Your peace, your joy
Your love, Papa's love
Compare with the things we put value on:
My flat screen, my Range
My ipad, my Gucci.
My jewelry, my clothing
My degree, my duplex.
Now you, I, we are more beautiful
Than the most perfect rose or
Most beautiful egoistic peacock
He dropped many treasures in me
I've danced, I've sang, I've led
And now I'm writing to you
This gift I've been given...
This gift we've been given...
Let's change the world...
By first finding Papa.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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