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Better a handful of dry dates and content therewith than to own the gate of Peacocks and be kicked in the eye by a broody camel.

 

 

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When far across the desert
Shines the first hint of light,
And scarce the sun has banished one
Clear star away from night;
With bales and packs and boxes
Lashed on securely, then,
The lengthy trains of camels
Prepare to start again.

Camels poem by Rex Ingamells

http://www.instituteofaustralianculture.com/camel

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Sunday Times (Perth, WA : 1902 – 1954), Sunday 7 May 1933,

as far as,  the eye can see, over the fallen, past the weary, along the trail, carved by thousand tears. Maiya

http://achingforpng.wordpress.com/tag/poems-about-papua-new-guinea/

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Night sky

Oh glamorous thief
You have stolen all my dreams
And hidden them each In your obsidian keep
Where I search for them in vain.

MICHAEL DOM

http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=527792

Come and share a pot of tea, My home is warm and my friendship’s free . Emilie Barnes

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Anybody can look at a pretty girl and see a pretty girl. An artist can look at a pretty girl and see the old woman she will become. A better artist can look at an old woman and see the pretty girl that she used to be. But a great artist-a master-and that is what Auguste Rodin was-can look at an old woman, portray her exactly as she is…and force the viewer to see the pretty girl she used to be…and more than that, he can make anyone with the sensitivity of an armadillo, or even you, see that this lovely young girl is still alive, not old and ugly at all, but simply prisoned inside her ruined body. He can make you feel the quiet, endless tragedy that there was never a girl born who ever grew older than eighteen in her heart…no matter what the merciless hours have done to her. Look at her, Ben. Growing old doesn’t matter to you and me; we were never meant to be admired-but it does to them.”

Robert A. Heinlein

Alcohol removes inhibitions – like that scared little mouse who got drunk and shook his whiskers and shouted: “Now bring on that damn cat!”

– Eleanor Early

http://www.my-alcoholic-addict.com/humor.html

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Most people aren’t appreciated enough, and the bravest things we do in our lives are usually known only to ourselves. No one throws ticker tape on the man who chose to be faithful to his wife, on the lawyer who didn’t take the drug money.

– Peggy Noonan

A Cat May Look at a Queen

 
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And the kings and queens of the culture look down on you and say, “He’s got nothing else.  Let him have another drink.  She’s not doing anything with her life anyway.  Pass her another blunt.” 

But oh, no.  Nothing for me.  I have a meeting in the morning

It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.”

― André Gide, Autumn Leaves

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A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long.

~E. E. Cummins