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I have eaten your bread and salt._x000D__x000D_I have drunk your water and wine._x000D__x000D_The deaths ye died I have watched beside_x000D__x000D_And the lives ye led were mine.
Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine_x000D__x000D_There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed_x000D__x000D_Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine;_x000D__x000D_And I was desolate and sick of an old passion,_x000D__x000D_Yea, I was desolate and bowed my head:_x000D__x000D_I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.
Woman is the lesser man, and all thy passions, match'd with mine,_x000D__x000D_Are as moonlight unto sunlight, and as water unto wine.
Souls of poets dead and gone, _x000D__x000D_What Elysium have ye known, _x000D__x000D_Happy field or mossy cavern, _x000D__x000D_Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern? _x000D__x000D_Have ye tippled drink more fine _x000D__x000D_Than mine host's Canary wine?
How much wilderness do the wilderness-lovers want? ask those who would mine and dig and cut and dam in such sanctuary spots as these. The answer is easy: Enough so that there will be in the years ahead a little relief, a little quiet, a little relaxation, for any of our increasing millions who need and want it.
Some sacrifices are sound; the rest are mine
There are two types of sacrifices: correct ones and mine
There's a few tunes of mine that don't have jokes, but most of them have a joke and they have a humorous point of view somewhere.
Some people's photography is an art. Not mine. Art is a dirty word in photography. All this fine art crap is killing it already.
I did not believe I was superior to him. Perhaps the chief reason for his defeat was the overestimation of his own powers arising out of his overwhelming victory in New York, 1927, and his underestimation of mine.
Everybody has a part of her body that she doesn't like, but I've stopped complaining about mine because I don't want to critique nature's handiwork ... My job is simply to allow the light to shine out of the masterpiece.
Photography has been a passion of mine since I was 15. After my kids were born I found myself incorporating my photography into different art endeavors and from there it just blossomed.
And when the storms came through_x000D__x000D_They found me and you_x000D__x000D_Back together_x000D__x000D_And when the sun would shine_x000D__x000D_It was yours and mine._x000D__x000D_Yours and mine forever.
In all the world you'll never find a love as true as mine.
Because you're mine, I walk the line.
Her little ring is a little thing, but its all I could afford_x000D__x000D_Now she's mine, all mine till the day I die, and I never wanted nothin' more
Yeah and she's my kinda crazy_x000D__x000D_The little games she plays_x000D__x000D_Lord they'll never get old_x000D__x000D_She's too cute to get on my last nerve_x000D__x000D_The way she throws her little fits_x000D__x000D_Pokin' out her lip and bitin' mine when we kiss_x000D__x000D_There ain't a fight that she can't win_x000D__x000D_That's my baby_x000D__x000D_And she's my kinda crazy
Have some sort of a private place to work in. Put up a sign to keep from being interrupted. Mine says: "Please, do not knock, do not say hello or goodbye, do not ask what's for dinner, do not disturb me unless the police or firemen have to be called."
The muse appears at the point in my writing when I sense a subtle shift, a nudge to move over, and everything cracks open, the writing is freed, the lanuage is full, resources are plentiful, ideas pour forth, and to be frank, some of these ideas surprise me. It seems as thought the universe is my friend and is helping me write, its hand over mine.
I believe there are two ways of writing novels. One is mine, making a sort of musical comedy without music and ignoring real life altogether; the other is going right deep down into life and not caring a damn.
So far no one had had enough courage and intelligence to reveal me to my dear Germans. My problems are new, my psychological horizon frighteningly comprehensive, my language bold and clear; there may well be no books written in German which are richer in ideas and more independent than mine.
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