Somewhere fate laughs in her far-off country, because now I am the human and it is Grace I will lose again and again, immer wieder, always the same, every winter, losing more of her each year, unless I find a cure. Linger
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Quote:- Somewhere underneath it all, I know he doesn't deserve to take up space in my brain.
Take Me There
Author:- Susane Colasanti
Category:- Relationships
Quote:- Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.
Author:- Carl Sagan
Category:- science
Quote:- Son, never trust a man who doesn’t drink because he’s probably a self-righteous sort, a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time. Some of them are good men, but in the name of goodness, they cause most of the suffering in the world. They’re the judges, the meddlers. And, son, never trust a man who drinks but refuses to get drunk. They’re usually afraid of something deep down inside, either that they’re a coward or a fool or mean and violent. You can’t trust a man who’s afraid of himself. But sometimes, son, you can trust a man who occasionally kneels before a toilet. The chances are that he is learning something about humility and his natural human foolishness, about how to survive himself. It’s damned hard for a man to take himself too seriously when he’s heaving his guts into a dirty toilet bowl.
Author:- James Crumley
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- Song of MyselfI have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, But I do not talk of the beginning or the end. There was never any more inception than there is now, Nor any more youth or age than there is now, And will never be any more perfection than there is now, Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.
Author:- Walt Whitman
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Song of myselfSmile O voluptuous cool-breath'd earth! Earth of the slumbering and liquid trees! Earth of departed sunset--earth of the mountains misty-topt! Earth of the vitreous pour of the full moon just tinged with blue! Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river! Earth of the limpid gray of clouds brighter and clearer for my sake! Far-swooping elbow'd earth--rich apple-blossom'd earth! Smile, for your lover comes.
Author:- Walt Whitman
Category:- poetry
Quote:- songs, to me, were more important than just light entertainment. They were my preceptor and guide into some altered consciousness of reality. Some different republic, some liberated republic... whatever the case, it wasn't that I was anti-popular culture or anything and I had no ambition to stir things up. I just thought of mainstream culture as lame as hell and a big trick. It was like the unbroken sea of frost that lay outside the window and you had to have awkward footgear to walk with.
Chronicles: Volume One
Author:- Bob Dylan
Category:- philosophy
Quote:- Songwriting and poetry are so commonly birthed from underdogs because one can make even the ugliest situations admirable, or more beautiful than the beautiful situations - they are the most graceful media in which the lines of society are distorted.
Killosophy
Author:- Criss Jami
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Sonnet 130My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;Coral is far more red than her lips' red;If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,But no such roses see I in her cheeks;And in some perfumes is there more delightThan in the breath that from my mistress reeks.I love to hear her speak, yet well I knowThat music hath a far more pleasing sound;I grant I never saw a goddess go;My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground: And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.
Shakespeare's Sonnets
Author:- William Shakespeare
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Sonnet 23As an unperfect actor on the stage, Who with his fear is put besides his part,Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage,Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart; So I, for fear of trust, forget to say The perfect ceremony of love's rite, And in mine own love's strength seem to decay,O'ercharg'd with burden of mine own love's might. O, let my books be then the eloquenceAnd dumb presagers of my speaking breast;Who plead for love, and look for recompense,More than that tongue that more hath more express'd.O, learn to read what silent love hath writ:To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit.
Shakespeare's Sonnets
Author:- William Shakespeare
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Sonnet 29When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless criesAnd look upon myself and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth bringsThat then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Shakespeare's Sonnets
Author:- William Shakespeare
Category:- poetry
Quote:- Sonnet 65Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea But sad mortality o’ersways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower? O! how shall summer’s honey breath hold out Against the wrackful siege of battering days, When rocks impregnable are not so stout, Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays? O fearful meditation! where, alack, Shall Time’s best jewel from Time’s chest lie hid? Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid? O! none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
Shakespeare's Sonnets
Author:- William Shakespeare
Category:- poetry,time
Quote:- Sonnet of ConspiracyPerhaps there's a monster under the bed,Perhaps there's a boogeyman in the closet.Perhaps they're sterilizing kids with vaccine,Perhaps they're controlling all with a radio set.Yes our science is well advanced,But not advanced enough to control minds.Besides mind-control needs no fancy tech,When people are run by smartphone chimes.Tales like these are good for entertainment,Amongst a bunch of kindergarteners.But being adult requires the use of reason,Without submitting to prehistoric fears.Treating insecurities with common sense,Anyone can manifest civilized sentience.
Mucize Insan: When The World is Family
Author:- Abhijit Naskar
Category:- science
Quote:- Sonnet of FieldsArt is a mirror of time that shows,What's been, is and could be.Science is a bridge of time,That helps us build the future to be.Philosophy is a spank on the tank,That makes us cautious of mistakes.Faith is but an imaginary friend,That fills in when the sky darkens.Education is a liaison to social lanes,That arms us to engineer new lanes.Medicine is a keeper of health,That helps us overcome sickness.Each social field has a noble cause,Whether they fulfill it depends on action of ours.
Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
Author:- Abhijit Naskar
Category:- science
Quote:- Soon became convinced I was right and undertook the task with all the fire and boundless confidence of youth.
My Inventions
Author:- Nikola Tesla
Category:- knowledge
Quote:- Sooo… yesterday I uhhh did the uhhh I mean uhhh went to the uh dog park and I like sniffed like um the dogs butts and um the owners sorta like um gave me a really uhh weird look. What do I do? I want to do it again but I don’t wanna face legal litigation :(((
Author:- Paxton Ford
Category:- motivational
Quote:- Sordid things, for the most part, are what make human beings, my father included, move. That's what it is to be human, I'm afraid.
Player Piano
Author:- Kurt Vonnegut
Category:- motivational