The Sun Rising
Busy old fool, unruly Sun,
Why dost thou thus,
Through windows, and through curtains, call on us?
Must to thy motions lovers’ seasons run?
Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide
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Archive for March, 2009
John Donne
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31 March 2009 |
20:14 |
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Francis Bacon
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30 March 2009 |
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Hope is a good breakfast, but it is a bad supper.
Hope is a good breakfast, but it is a bad supper.
Clive James
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29 March 2009 |
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The book of my enemy has been remaindered
And I am pleased
In vast quantities it has been remaindered.
The book of my enemy has been remaindered
And I am pleased
In vast quantities it has been remaindered.
Ashleigh Brilliant
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27 March 2009 |
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There is a world which I alone rule, but it ends at my fingertips.
There is a world which I alone rule, but it ends at my fingertips.
Stephen Donaldson
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24 March 2009 |
10:45 |
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This you have to understand. There’s only one way to hurt a man who’s lost everything. Give him back something broken.
This you have to understand. There’s only one way to hurt a man who’s lost everything. Give him back something broken.
Thomas Carlyle
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22 March 2009 |
22:08 |
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No pressure, no diamonds.
No pressure, no diamonds.