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The first step in forgiveness is the willingness to forgive. ↗


— Marianne Williamson


#first step #forgive #forgiveness #step #willingness

Television won't be able to hold on to any market it captures after the first six months. People will soon get tired of staring at a plywood box every night. ↗


— Darryl F. Zanuck


#after #any #box #captures #every

If a dog will not come to you after having looked you in the face, you should go home and examine your conscience. ↗


— Woodrow Wilson


#after #come #conscience #dog #examine

You cannot, in human experience, rush into the light. You have to go through the twilight into the broadening day before the noon comes and the full sun is upon the landscape. ↗


— Woodrow Wilson


#broadening #cannot #comes #day #experience

America lives in the heart of every man everywhere who wishes to find a region where he will be free to work out his destiny as he chooses. ↗


— Woodrow Wilson


#chooses #destiny #every #every man #everywhere

The Praying Mantis Visits A Penthouse The praying Mantis with its length of straw Out of nowhere's forehead born full armed Engaged the century at my terrace door. Focused at inches the dinosaur insect sends Broadsides of epic stillness at my eye, Above the deafening projects of the age. My love, who fears the thunder of its poise, Has seen it and cries out. The clouds like curls Fall in my faith as I seize a stick to stop This Martian raid distilled to a straw with legs, To wisps of prowess. Bristling with motionlessness The Mantis prays to the Stick twice armed with Man. I strike, the stick whistles, shearing off two legs Which run off by themselves beneath some boards. The Mantis spreads out tints of batlike wing, The many colored pennants of its blood, And hugs my weapon; the frantic greens come out, the reds and yellows blurt out from the straw, All sinews doubtless screaming insect death. Against the railing's edge I knock the stick Sending that gay mad body into the gulf. Such noisy trappings in defeat wake doubts. I search my mind for possible wounds and feel The victim's body heavy on the victor's heart. ↗


— Oscar Williams


#praying-mantis #age

Oscar Wilde was born in Dublin, on the 15th October, 1856, so that he is now about twenty-six years of age, but brief as has been his career, it has been full of promise for the future. The son of highly intellectual parents, he has had an exceptional education, has travelled much in wild and remote, through classic lands, and in the course of these journeys has learnt to appreciate the beauties of the old authors, in whose works whilst at college he attained exceptional proficiency. But his naturally enthusiastic temperament teaches him to hope for better in the future than has been achieved in the past, and to see how vast will be the influence of Art and Literature on the coming democracy of Intellect, when education and culture shall have taught men to pride themselves on what they have done, and not alone on the deeds of their ancestors. ↗


— Walter Hamilton


#oscar-wilde #victorian #victorian-era #walter-hamilton #age

You can't do anything if a person says no. In such a case, there's nothing you can do - unlike the popular cliche that pressure is exerted, or that maybe an unwilling source is done away with. ↗


— Markus Wolf


#away #case #cliche #done #exerted

Her life was like a burst of wild, flowing Chinese calligraphy, written under the influence of alcohol. ↗


— Weihui Zhou


#beauty #danger #life #love #sex

Remember William Blake who said: "Improvement makes straight, straight roads, but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius." The truth is, life itself, is always startling, strange, unexpected. But when the truth is told about it everybody knows at once that it is life itself and not made up. But in ordinary fiction, movies, etc, everything is smoothed out to seem plausible--villains made bad, heroes splendid, heroines glamorous, and so on, so that no one believes a word ↗


— Brenda Ueland


#genius #reality #william-blake #writing #art






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