Nothing is as tedious as the limping days, When snowdrifts yearly cover all the ways, And ennui, sour fruit of incurious gloom, Assumes control of fate’s immortal loom
Charles Baudelaire
Related Life is eternal, love is immortal and death is only a horizon. Life is eternal as we move into t... CARLY SIMON I sit in the sky like a sphinx misunderstood; My heart of snow is wed to the whiteness of swans; I h... CHARLES BAUDELAIRE Life is like a sandwich! Birth as one slice, and death as the other. What you p... ALLAN RUFUS Give me lust, baby. Flash. Give me malice. Flash. Give me detached existentialis... CHUCK PALAHNIUK My arms look as if blood is . . . And on my feet . . . It is dropping on my feet. SANDRA HARNER Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE The inquiring mind is never satisfied with things as they are. It is always seeking ways to make t... HARLOW H. CURTICE The thought manifests as the word; The word manifests as the deed; The deed develops into ha... BUDDHA The Protocol is simple ... Each thing is equation of God Complex as first ... DEYTH BANGER Sweet beast, I have gone prowling, a proud rejected man who lived along the edges catch ... WILLIAM DEWITT SNODGRASS The great miraculous bell of translucent ice is suspended in mid-air. It rings to announc... VERA NAZARIAN And hence the poet must seek to be essentially anonymous, He must die a little death each morning... DELMORE SCHWARTZ Some days I wake up and all I feel are the fractures in the flesh that covers TYLER KNOTT GREGSON Sour Milk You can't make it turn sweet again. Once it was an innocen... DIANE WAKOSKI No Difference Small as a peanut, Big as a giant, We're all the same size W... SHEL SILVERSTEIN The Weaver My life is but a weaving between my Lord and me; I cannot choose the... BENJAMIN MALACHI FRANKLIN Do all the good you can, By all the means you can, In all the ways you can, In all th... JOHN WESLEY Do all the good you can, By all the means you can, In all the ways you can, In all th... JOHN WESLEY Life is but a Weaving” (the Tapestry Poem) “My life is but a weaving Between my ... CORRIE TEN BOOM What is this thing you call substance abuse? All I wanna do is forget and get loose. Drin... BENJAMIN ALIRE SáENZ But thy strong Hours indignant work’d their wills, And beat me down and marr’d and wasted m... ALFRED TENNYSON That moment when this heart.. stops.. almost as if it never existed. When every.. breathe.. slo... HAFSA SHAH When the people of the world all know beauty as beauty, There arises the recognition of ugliness.... LAO-TZU TO what purpose, April, do you return again? Beauty is not enough. You can no longer qui... EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. ... DAWNA MARKOVA When Death Comes When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when... MARY OLIVER Ennui Tea leaves thwart those who court catastrophe, designing futures where nothing... SYLVIA PLATH I miss the innocence of your childish sweet smile and your gentle, knowing touch. ... URSULA DENISE WALKER Nothing is lost yet, nothing broken, and yet the cold blue word is spoken: say goodbye now to ... R.P.T. (ROBERT PETER TRISTRAM) COFFIN For winter's rains and ruins are over, And all the seasons of snows and sins; The days dividi... ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE Memory, prophecy, and fantasy— The past, the future, and The dreaming moment between—<... CLIVE BARKER it doesn't matter if Prince Charles falls off his horse or that the hummingbird is so seldom CHARLES BUKOWSKI All causes shall give way: I am in blood Stepp’d in so far that, should I wade no more, ... WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE So the earth is shaking Here the word's faking As there's no time for lies. Kiss a... ANA CLAUDIA ANTUNES There were still few rules at Down House, and Charles was not very good at enforcing the ones he and... DEBORAH HEILIGMAN Sick of body, unable to rise up, vehemently intoxicated without wine . . . And it is as t... AL-MUTANABBī What though the field be lost? All is not Lost; the unconquerable will, And study of reve... JOHN MILTON Wherever his faltering mind, unsteadily wanders, he should restrain it and bring it u... VIKRAM SETH That moment when my heart stops, almost as if, it never existed.. When every breath, slows down... HAFSA SHAH Up past the old lime kiln built into the side of a hill we take a hard right at a cleari... KRISTEN HENDERSON O, with what freshness, what solemnity and beauty, is each new day born; as if to say... HARRIET BEECHER STOWE Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind. Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bar... VERA NAZARIAN ...as we are endowed. ...with rhetorics. ...none will deny. ...of innocence. ...towards scribb... MICHAEL BASSEY JOHNSON For surely as each November has its April, mysteries only are significant; and one mystery-of-myster... E.E. CUMMINGS He says, "Keats for my Keats. Look inside." I gently open the cover. Inside, written in pencil,... JILLIAN DODD The thought manifests the word; The word manifests the deed; The deed develops into habit;... JUAN MASCARó The Simple Path Silence is Prayer Prayer is Faith Faith is Love Love is Service<... MOTHER TERESA Wealth and dominion fade into the mass Of the great sea of human right and wrong, When onc... PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY And I Decided (From Arabic) And I decided to go Round the world on freedom's bicycle... نزار قباني I shall have spent my life in railway stations Nearly departing For catastrophes, A... JULES LAFORGUE I have emotions
that are like newspapers that
read themselves. I go for d... RICHARD BRAUTIGAN Though thou loved her as thyself, As a self of purer clay, Tho' her parting dims the day, S... RALPH WALDO EMERSON The Pressure- Maybe one day, after centuries, we can become brilliant gems in c... KEELIE BREANNA ~Seasons of Life~ When the sunburn I blind, When the sky showers I cover, When the wi... SANTOSH AVVANNAVAR End of the Summer It was end of the summer And my heart was broken but i was sm... ARZUM UZUN All things by immortal power, Near and Far Hiddenly To each other linked are, That t... FRANCIS THOMPSON I ask the impossible: love me forever. Love me when all desire is gone. Love me with the s... ANA CASTILLO When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And When his win... KAHLIL GIBRAN My tears of joy hear the raindrops crying, as the rain never wants to pour down on my... MUNIA KHAN I threw away my phone I thought that you should know I'd throw away my home If I had som... ASHLEE SIMPSON The true key is a trust in self For when I trust myself, I fear no one else I took control o... BEASTIE BOYS In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility;
But when the b... WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Such is the world that I can no longer bear to say prayers, for I am sick of... ALCAEUS OF MYTILENE, 612 BC Rushing into action, you fail. Trying to grasp things, you lose them. Forcing a project to... LAO TZU Some for renown, on scraps of learning dote, And think they grow immortal as they quote. EDWARD YOUNG And now the measure of my song is done: The work has reached its end; the book is mine, ... OVID The summer has seized you, as when, last month in Amalfi, I saw lemons as large as your de... ANNE SEXTON With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sw... JOHN MILTON Here with hosts of friends I revel who can never change or chill; Though the fleeting years a... LUCY MAUD MONTGOMERY And the days are all dust and the only thing worse than losing the trust of a lover i... KATE TEMPEST These Nigerians have been raised to think of women as inherently guilty. And they have been rai... CHIMAMANDA NGOZI ADICHIE You shall be my roots and I will be your shade, though the sun burns my leaves. MARK Z. DANIELEWSKI When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE TO ALL MANKIND Speak kind words to mankind and the unkind will attack you.... SUZY KASSEM For all these stars, nothing is new. They’ve seen all kinds of wars and miracles, t... KAMAND KOJOURI And starward drifts the stricken world, Lone in unalterable gloom Dead, with a universe fo... GEORGE STERLING Eugenics, as discussed, evidently means the control of some men over the marriage and unmarriag... G.K. CHESTERTON On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was ... THOMAS CAMPBELL If you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you will have gained. NEIL GAIMAN A Mother's love is something that no on can explain, It is made of deep devotion and of sa... HELEN STEINER RICE When clouds of pain loom in the sky When a shadow of sadness flickers by When a tear finds... JAVED AKHTAR For I have known them all already, known them all - Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoo... T.S. ELIOT To an Isle in the Water Shy one, shy one, Shy one of my heart, She moves in t... W.B. YEATS Just as it is known That an image of one's face is seen Depending on a mirror But doe... NāGāRJUNA Hermes visited him in the Underworld a few days before the spring equinox festival, cajoling Hades t... MOLLY RINGLE These are the few ways we can practice humility: To speak as little as possible of one's ... MOTHER TERESA do you dare to step in- to the vulnerable black, stripped to the soul with human blindnes... BETH MOREY John Muir, Earth — planet, Universe [Muir's home address, as inscribed on the inside... JOHN MUIR There is nothing as strong as tenderness, And nothing as tender as true strength. SAINT FRANCIS DE SALES Saturday is full of orange oranges, Sunday is full of pink apples, Monday is full of green... ANTHONY T. HINCKS The Clock on the Morning Lenape Building Must Clocks be circles? Time is not a circl... JERRY SPINELLI As soon as we are born we hide God in ourselves. We then spend our lives looking for Him<... KAMAND KOJOURI The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make... LEWIS CARROLL a bruise, blue in the muscle, you impinge upon me. As bone hugs the ache home, so LI-YOUNG LEE For Equilibrium, a Blessing: Like the joy of the sea coming home to shore, May the relief ... JOHN O'DONOHUE When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, ... ANON. We have made thee neither of heaven nor of earth, Neither mortal or immortal, So that with ... GIOVANNI PICO DELLA MIRANDOLA How rarely these few years, as work keeps up aloof, Or fares, or one thing or another, How... VIKRAM SETH Like a pair of old slippers, I feel comfort and warmth as I slip into you. No, that i... KAMAND KOJOURI
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CHARLES BAUDELAIRE I sit in the sky like a sphinx misunderstood; My heart of snow is wed to the whiteness of swans; I h... CHARLES BAUDELAIRE Most married couples, even though they love each other very much in theory, tend to view each other ... BAUDELAIRE Friendship is an arrangement by which we undertake to exchange small favors for big ones. CHARLES You should encourage a child to show off. You can say to a child, 'Stop being rude,' 'St... CHARLES DANCE No one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of it to anyone else. CHARLES DICKENS How sweet it is to learn the Savior's love when nobody else loves us! When friends flee, what a ... CHARLES SPURGEON Cast away your sloth, your lethargy, your coldness, or whatever interferes with your chaste and pure... CHARLES SPURGEON 'You are no saint,' says the devil. Well, if I am not, I am a sinner, and Jesus Christ came ... CHARLES SPURGEON None are more unjust in their judgments of others than those who have a high opinion of themselves. CHARLES SPURGEON Wisdom is the right use of knowledge. To know is not to be wise. Many men know a great deal, and are... CHARLES SPURGEON A good character is the best tombstone. Those who loved you and were helped by you will remember you... CHARLES SPURGEON Free will carried many a soul to hell, but never a soul to heaven. CHARLES SPURGEON Many people cycle or swim to keep trim. But if swimming is so good for the figure, how do you explai... CHARLES SAATCHI Cows are my passion. What I have ever sighed for has been to retreat to a Swiss farm, and live entir... CHARLES DICKENS In architecture the idea degenerated. Design allows a more direct and pleasurable route. CHARLES EAMES We work because it's a chain reaction, each subject leads to the next. CHARLES EAMES It is not easy to do something good, but it is extremely difficult to do something bad. CHARLES EAMES Ideas are cheap. Always be passionate about ideas and communicating those ideas and discoveries to o... CHARLES EAMES To whom does design address itself: to the greatest number, to the specialist of an enlightened matt... CHARLES EAMES It is almost impossible to reconcile self expression with the creative act. CHARLES EAMES It makes me feel guilty that anybody should have such a good time doing what they are supposed to do... CHARLES EAMES The real questions are: Does it solve a problem? Is it serviceable? How is it going to look in ten y... CHARLES EAMES Who ever said that pleasure wasn't functional? CHARLES EAMES Art resides in the quality of doing, process is not magic. CHARLES EAMES Choose your corner, pick away at it carefully, intensely and to the best of your ability and that wa... CHARLES EAMES Having a bunch of cats around is good. If you're feeling bad, you just look at the cats, you'... CHARLES BUKOWSKI It is only the great hearted who can be true friends. The mean and cowardly, Can never know what tru... CHARLES KINGSLEY Inside my empty bottle I was constructing a lighthouse while all the others were making ships. CHARLES SIMIC