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    L'enfer, c'est les autres

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    People are shit - TD translation

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    Dooby dooby do.
    Frank Sinatra from '' Strangers in the night ''

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    With November 11th approaching the following is apposite ...

    Shall they return to beating of great bells
    In wild train-loads?
    A few, a few, too few for drums and yells,
    May creep back, silent, to village wells,
    Up half known roads.”

    ― Wilfred Owen

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    It's not how long you make it...
    But how you make it long.

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    For Whom The Bell Tolls

    No man is an island,
    Entire of itself.
    Each is a piece of the continent,
    A part of the main.
    If a clod be washed away by the sea,
    Europe is the less.
    As well as if a promontory were.
    As well as if a manor of thine own
    Or of thine friend's were.
    Each man's death diminishes me,
    For I am involved in mankind.
    Therefore, send not to know
    For whom the bell tolls,
    It tolls for thee.

    John Donne
    Meditation 17
    Devotions Upon Emergent Occasions
    Circa 1624

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    Hope Springs Eternal

    Hope springs eternal in the human breast;
    Man never is, but always to be blessed:
    The soul, uneasy and confined from home,
    Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
    – Alexander Pope, An Essay on Man

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    Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.

    Samuel Beckett

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    Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect.

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    "......I never set out to be weird. It was always others who called me weird."

    Frank Zappa

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    I find television very educating. Every time somebody turns on the set, I go into the other room and read a book.

    -Groucho Marx

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    Oxford, in those days, was still a city of aqua tint. In her spacious and quiet streets men walked and spoke as they had done in Newman's day; her autumnal mists, her grey springtime, and the rare glory of her summer days - such as that day - when the chestnut was in flower and the bells rang out high and clear over her gables and cupolas, exhaled the soft airs of centuries of youth. It was this cloistral hush which gave our laughter its resonance, and carried it still, joyously, over the intervening clamour.

    -Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited.

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    “That’s the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.”

    -Charles Bukowski

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    The Poetry Reading

    at high noon
    at a small college near the beach
    sober
    the sweat running down my arms
    a spot of sweat on the table
    I flatten it with my finger
    blood money blood money
    my god they must think I love this like the others
    but it's for bread and beer and rent
    blood money
    I'm tense lousy feel bad
    poor people I'm failing I'm failing
    a woman gets up
    walks out
    slams the door
    a dirty poem
    somebody told me not to read dirty poems
    here
    it's too late.
    my eyes can't see some lines
    I read it
    out-
    desperate trembling
    lousy
    they can't hear my voice
    and I say,
    I quit, that's it, I'm
    finished.
    and later in my room
    there's scotch and beer:
    the blood of a coward.
    this then
    will be my destiny:
    scrabbling for pennies in tiny dark halls
    reading poems I have long since beome tired
    of.
    and I used to think
    that men who drove buses
    or cleaned out latrines
    or murdered men in alleys were
    fools.

    -Bukowski

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    For Once, Then, Something

    Others taunt me with having knelt at well-curbs
    Always wrong to the light, so never seeing
    Deeper down in the well than where the water
    Gives me back in a shining surface picture
    Me myself in the summer heaven godlike
    Looking out of a wreath of fern and cloud puffs.
    Once, when trying with chin against a well-curb,
    I discerned, as I thought, beyond the picture,
    Through the picture, a something white, uncertain,
    Something more of the depths—and then I lost it.
    Water came to rebuke the too clear water.
    One drop fell from a fern, and lo, a ripple
    Shook whatever it was lay there at bottom,
    Blurred it, blotted it out. What was that whiteness?
    Truth? A pebble of quartz? For once, then, something.


    -Robert Frost

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    Sonnet 116

    Let me not to the marriage of true minds
    Admit impediments. Love is not love
    Which alters when it alteration finds,
    Or bends with the remover to remove:
    O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
    That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
    It is the star to every wandering bark,
    Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
    Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
    Within his bending sickle's compass come:
    Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
    But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
    If this be error and upon me proved,
    I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

    -Shakespeare

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    I think it would be fair to say that the average man on the street these days would not understand the language of a Shakespeare play. The use of old fashioned grammar and vocabulary can be difficult to follow.

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    The big difference between sex for money and sex for free is that sex for money usually costs a lot less.

    Brendan Behan

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    “The world must be all fucked up," he said then, "when men travel first class and literature goes as freight.”
    ― Gabriel García Márquez

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    “Then he made one last effort to search in his heart for the place where his affection had rotted away, and he could not find it.”
    ― Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

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    Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilised by education: they grow there, firm as weeds among stones.”

    ― Charlotte Brontë,




    Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
    Lengthen night and shorten day!
    Every leaf speaks bliss to me,
    Fluttering from the autumn tree...

    - Emily Brontë
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    “If people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them. The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.”
    ― Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

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    "He dug so deeply into her sentiments that in search of interest he found love, because by trying to make her love him he ended up falling in love with her. Petra Cotes, for her part, loved him more and more as she felt his love increasing, and that was how in the ripeness of autumn she began to believe once more in the youthful superstition that poverty was the servitude of love. Both looked back then on the wild revelry, the gaudy wealth, and the unbridled fornication as an annoyance and they lamented that it had cost them so much of their lives to find the paradise of shared solitude. Madly in love after so many years of sterile complicity, they enjoyed the miracle of loving each other as much at the table as in bed, and they grew to be so happy that even when they were two worn-out people they kept on blooming like little children and playing together like dogs."

    Gabriel Garcia Marquez
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    In my opinion it’s a shame that there is so much work in the world. One of the saddest things is that the only thing that a man can do for eight hours a day, day after day, is work. You can’t eat eight hours a day nor drink for eight hours a day nor make love for eight hours — all you can do for eight hours is work. Which is the reason why man makes himself and everybody else so miserable and unhappy.

    WILLIAM FAULKNER, The Paris Review, spring 1956

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    “I know that my youth will triumph over everything - every disillusionment, every disgust with life. I’ve asked myself many times whether there is in the world any despair that would overcome this frantic and perhaps unseemly thirst for life in me, and I've come to the conclusion that there isn't...”
    ― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

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    “Yes, love, ...but not the love that loves for something, to gain something, or because of something, but that love that I felt for the first time, when dying, I saw my enemy and yet loved him. I knew that feeling of love which is the essence of the soul, for which no object is needed. And I know that blissful feeling now too. To love one's neighbours; to love one's enemies. To love everything - to Love God in all His manifestations. Some one dear to one can be loved with human love; but an enemy can only be loved with divine love. And that was why I felt such joy when I felt that I loved that man. What happened to him? Is he alive? ...Loving with human love, one may pass from love to hatred; but divine love cannot change. Nothing, not even death, can shatter it. It is the very nature of the soul. And how many people I have hated in my life. And of all people none I have loved and hated more than her.... If it were only possible for me to see her once more... once, looking into those eyes to say...”
    ― Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace

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