The familiarity
Familiarity might breed contempt.
Yet it is inevitable in small dozes
To generate interest in a person.
16.03.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sinning To Many Is A Frightening Premise
A familiarity may breed contempt.
And that encompasses,
A host of influences.
Having a familiarity,
May also include...
Some experiences achieved.
But an ignorance that breeds contempt,
Says a lot about one's limitations.
And the ease by which,
One who is thoughtless 'and' mindless too...
Can be programmed to self destruct.
Based on the feeding of fear alone.
And many people do,
Self destruct within minds stuck.
And fear to those ignorant,
Is as familiar to them...
As is their lack of knowledge.
Which also to them is treated like a sin.
And sinning to many like this,
Is a frightening premise.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Though familiarity may not breed contempt, it takes off the edge of admiration.
quote by William Hazlitt
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In politics, familiarity doesn't breed contempt. It breeds votes.
quote by Paul Lazarsfeld
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Familiarity may breed contempt in some areas of human behavior, but in the field of social ideas it is the touchstone of acceptability.
quote by J. William Galbraith
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Quatrain #104 - Familiarity does often breed.......
Familiarity does often breed contempt
though with certain things it is exempt.
To have faith, trust and love in someone you do know
is what the art of true friendship is expected to show.
poem by George Krokos
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A Process...
when the mystery is finally gone
and familiarity rests on the carpeted floors
the ticks begin to
multiply and breed what makes
us apart
this contempt for so much
knowing
the taking for granted of
what used to be
love's luxuries
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Too much familiarity breeds contempt
Too much familiarity, all the questions answered not just by yes or no
The explanations as demanded all enumerated, and there are no extrapolations needed,
At the last notice, I think I have spoiled you like my first lover,
In giving everything, everything is totally lost, and parting has become inevitable
With you now, I have given trust, but now with limitations however,
It is not selfishness, it is something else, it is to keep you because there is something in you
That makes me alive somehow, you make me breathe, and you have given me a space
Somehow, I must withhold a little bit about myself, to make this love work,
Now when you ask, I will either make some white lies, and later some big lies or be silent
So not everything in me is taken away, and you will think that I am not at all consumed
I am sweet, I will be sweeter still in some measurable unknowns, and you will taste these,
With a note, that not all that is sweet shall be given, some will be bland and even bitter,
I want to keep you for a while; we will be talking some more, like sweet lovers
Whispering nothings, I will confuse you a little bit about some beginnings, I will swerve
Away a little bit, away from your closeness, this too much familiarity that is slowly
Breeding contempt, this familiarity that destroys and has no power to recreate.
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The Face Of The Philosophy Student
the face
does not breed the contempt
of familiarity
it forges a smile
beneath the
logical confusions
it shakes the hand
of the teacher
who now
is too old to remember
what reason
what cause
what knowledge was once
there
on the shoulders of youth
on the crisis of
middle age
on the thrill of what must
finally come
that peace
eternal.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Just Like Me
You have a stubborn disposition.
Just like me.
You are determined to accomplish.
Just like me.
You can annoy with your confidence.
And agitate with your insight.
Although you are not 'always' right...
You 'are',
Always right and committed.
And...
You say what you mean.
Just like me.
And do things with the best of your ability.
Gee...
That's just like me.
Perhaps familiarity does breed contempt.
And we see in each other what we dislike,
About each other.
Well...
All is not lost.
At least I never thought of you as horrible.
But you do provide irritating moments.
'Hey...
You took the words right out of my mouth.'
Yeah...
Unfortunately!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Generator
We generate heat
We generate emotion
We generate a feeling
That is better left here
Than a memory on a wall
I'd rather cry than forget you
We generate pain
We generate suspicion
We generate a rumour that's sick
But a rumour that is probably true
I'd rather die than forget you
(i won't let my dreams slip away from me)
I'm talking sex motion
I'm talking 'bout fashion
I'm talking 'bout skin games
I'm talking 'bout secrets
(and i won't let my heart run away with me)
I'm talking temptation
I'm talking 'bout memories
I'm talking 'bout feelings
I'm talking 'bout emotion
We generate lies
We generate pictures
We generate a video film
That i couldn't let my best friend see
I'd rather lose than forgive you
We generate shame
We generate secrets
We generate a reason for living
And we generate a reason for not
I'd rather hurt than forget you
I can't believe that i'm here
I can't believe what i've seen
I can't believe what i'm doing to you
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Be a beggar
Chose to be a beggar
When you have grown old.
The strangers who treat you
With contempt will not be those
You had treated with contempt
In the past, thus escaping humiliations.
13.02.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My philosophy is familiarity breeds contempt.
quote by Chaka Khan
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Familiarity with evil breeds not contempt but acceptance.
quote by Roy Hattersley
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Familiarity
Familiarity some claim
Can breed contempt,
So from it let it be your aim
To be exempt.
Let no one exercise his brawn
To slap your back,
Lest he forget your name is John,
And call you Jack.
To those who crash your private pew
Be sour as krout;
Don't let them see the real 'you,'
And bawl you out.
Don't call your Cousin William--Bill,
But formal be.
Have care! Beware and shun famil--
Iarity.
I'm quite polite. My hat I doff
But little say.
I give the crowd the big brush-off,
And go my way.
To common folk I do not freeze,
I am no snob:
But though my name is Robert, please
Don't call me BOB.
poem by Robert William Service
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Familiarity breeds contempt - and children.
Mark Twain in Notebooks (1935)
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