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"A woman is closest to being naked when she is well-dressed,"
~ CoCo Chanel |
If you think you are too small to be effective, you have never been in bed with a mosquito.-Betty Reese
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"Daddy", by the immortal Sylvia Plath
I have adored this poem ever since I was 10-years old and it was read to me by a skilled orator. Plath's use of meter and rhyme are fantastic. She gently pounds the reader over the head with both. Enjoy.
Daddy by Sylvia Plath You do not do, you do not do Any more, black shoe In which I have lived like a foot For thirty years, poor and white, Barely daring to breathe or Achoo. Daddy, I have had to kill you. You died before I had time--- Marble-heavy, a bag full of God, Ghastly statue with one grey toe Big as a Frisco seal And a head in the freakish Atlantic Where it pours bean green over blue In the waters off beautiful Nauset. I used to pray to recover you. Ach, du. In the German tongue, in the Polish town Scraped flat by the roller Of wars, wars, wars. But the name of the town is common. My Polack friend Says there are a dozen or two. So I never could tell where you Put your foot, your root, I never could talk to you. The tongue stuck in my jaw. It stuck in a barb wire snare. Ich, ich, ich, ich, I could hardly speak. I thought every German was you. And the language obscene An engine, an engine Chuffing me off like a Jew. A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen. I began to talk like a Jew. I think I may well be a Jew. The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna Are not very pure or true. With my gypsy ancestress and my weird luck And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack I may be a bit of a Jew. I have always been scared of *you*, With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo. And your neat mustache And your Aryan eye, bright blue. Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You--- Not God but a swastika So black no sky could squeak through. Every woman adores a Fascist, The boot in the face, the brute Brute heart of a brute like you. You stand at the blackboard, daddy, In the picture I have of you, A cleft in your chin instead of your foot But no less a devil for that, no not Any less the black man who Bit my pretty red heart in two. I was ten when they buried you. At twenty I tried to die And get back, back, back to you. I thought even the bones would do. But they pulled me out of the sack, And they stuck me together with glue. And then I knew what to do. I made a model of you, A man in black with a Meinkampf look And a love of the rack and the screw. And I said I do, I do. So daddy, I'm finally through. The black telephone's off at the root, The voices just can't worm through. If I've killed one man, I've killed two--- The vampire who said he was you and drank my blood for a year, Seven years, if you want to know. Daddy, you can lie back now. There's a stake in your fat, black heart And the villagers never liked you. They are dancing and stamping on you. They always *knew* it was you. Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through. Awesome....read by the poet herself: |
I prefer the folly of enthusiasm to the indifference of wisdom.
Anatole France |
Patience is just procrastination without the anxiety.
- Harry Pearce, MI-5/Spooks |
"Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle." -Plato
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Best. Quote. Ever.
When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us. -Helen Keller, author and lecturer (1880-1968)
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"What the Heart has once known, it shall never forget."
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"When choosing your weapon, choose wisely. Choose Love. Choose Peace." ~DW~ :peacelove: :daywalker: |
"Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart." -Winnie the Pooh
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Funny, I came here specifically to quote Winnie...and I find the last quote is Winnie too! Sweet!
“If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together.. there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we're apart.. I'll always be with you.” Winnie the Pooh quote |
If He brings you to it, He'll bring you through it.
(on a sign at a hospital) |
All veils and misty
Streets of blue Almond looks That chill divine Some silken moment Goes on forever And we're leaving Broken hearts behind -inxs, mystify |
“Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.”
-Oscar Wilde |
Do you know someone who is alive today simply because you can't afford a hitman?
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I am not what happened to me, I am what I choose to become. -Carl Jung
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I hope, I pray, I dream, and am gloriously free to live and love
When you find something so beautiful that it cannot be defined Don’t try to pin down the cause or the sure or likely explanation Be brave, jump, leap over the chasm of doubt to grab your forever. |
smart
" Knowing a great deal, being well read, is not the same as being smart. Intelligence is not information alone but also judgement, the manner in which information is collected and used." -Carl Sagan
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life
" Life is too short, to eat food you don't like."
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offended?
" What is freedom of expression? Without the freedom to offend , it ceases to exist." - Salman Rushdie
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