You know, comrade Pachman, I don't enjoy being a Minister, I would rather play chess like you, or make a revolution in Venezuela.
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You know, comrade Pachman, I don't enjoy being a Minister, I would rather play chess like you, or make a revolution in Venezuela.
Of all kinds of credulity, the most obstinate is that of party-spirit; of men, who, being numbered, they know not why, in any party, resign the use of their own eyes and ears, and resolve to believe nothing that does not favor those whom they profess to follow.
I believe that every English poet should read the English classics, master the rules of grammar before he attempts to bend or break them, travel abroad, experience the horrors of sordid passion, and - if he is lucky enough - know the love of an honest woman.
If you know what you are going to write when you're writing a poem, it's going to be average.
There is a pleasure in poetic pains / Which only poets know.
Did you know that every two hours the nations of this world spend as much on armaments as they spend on the children of this world every year?
When your kids come home, they don't necessarily want to talk to you. They just want to know you're standing there, ready to talk.
Love not the flower they pluck and know it not, And all their botany is Latin names.
I am comforted by life's stability, by earth's unchangeableness. What has seemed new and frightening assumes its place in the unfolding of knowledge. It is good to know our universe. What is new is only new to us.
I don't have a definition of Jazz. You're just supposed to know it when you hear it.
I have no pleasure in any man who despises music. It is no invention of ours: it is a gift of God. I place it next to theology. Satan hates music: he knows how it drives the evil spirit out of us.
The materialistic pattern of life is that where money predominates over everything. The non-materialistic life is that where money is just a means - happiness predominates, joy predominates; your own individuality predominates. You know who you are and where you are going, and you are not distracted. Then suddenly you will see your life has a meditative quality to it.
Let the sun stop burning, _x000D_ _x000D_ Let them tell me love's not worth going through. _x000D_ _x000D_ If it all falls apart, _x000D_ _x000D_ I will know deep in my heart, _x000D_ _x000D_ The only dream that mattered had come true _x000D_ _x000D_ ...In this life I was loved by you.
I who all the Winter through,_x000D_ _x000D_ Cherished other loves than you_x000D_ _x000D_ And kept hands with hoary policy in marriage-bed and pew;_x000D_ _x000D_ Now I know the false and true,_x000D_ _x000D_ For the earnest sun looks through,_x000D_ _x000D_ And my old love comes to meet me in the dawning and the dew.
When a natural discourse paints a passion or an effect, one feels within oneself the truth of what one reads, which was there before, although one did not know it. Hence one is inclined to love him who makes us feel it, for he has not shown us his own riches, but ours. ...such community of intellect that we have with him necessarily inclines the heart to love.
Thus I am not able to exist either with you or without you; and I seem not to know my own wishes.
I want you to make love, not war, I know you've heard it before.
Only the free mind knows what Love is.
Wouldst thou learn thy Lord's meaning in this thing? Learn it well: Love was His meaning. Who shewed it thee? Love. What shewed He thee? Love. Wherefore shewed it He? For Love. Hold thee therein and thou shalt learn and know more in the same. But thou shalt never know nor learn therein other thing without end. Thus was I learned that Love was our Lord's meaning.
We ought, all of us, to realize each other in this intense, pathetic, and important way. If you say that this is absurd, and that we cannot be in love with everyone at once, I merely point out to you that, as a matter of fact, certain persons do exist with an enormous capacity for friendship and for taking delight in other people's lives; and that such persons know more of truth than if their hearts were not so big.
Wouldst thou wisely, and with pleasure,_x000D_ _x000D_ Pass the days of life's short measure,_x000D_ _x000D_ From the slow one counsel take,_x000D_ _x000D_ But a tool of him ne'er make;_x000D_ _x000D_ Ne'er as friend the swift one know,_x000D_ _x000D_ Nor the constant one as foe.
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