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For when the Gods created man, They let
Death be his share, and life
Withheld in their own hands.
Gilgamesh , fill your belly-
Day and night make merry,
Dance and make music day and night ...
Look at the child that is holding your hand,
And let your wife delight in your embraces.
These things alone are the concern of men
~ Epic of Gilgamesh
— Aug 10, 2013 03:09AM
Death be his share, and life
Withheld in their own hands.
Gilgamesh , fill your belly-
Day and night make merry,
Dance and make music day and night ...
Look at the child that is holding your hand,
And let your wife delight in your embraces.
These things alone are the concern of men
~ Epic of Gilgamesh
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Khalil
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Man is the only animal aware of lack of
finish . ~ W. H. Auden
# Death # Frustration # Loneliness
— Aug 11, 2013 04:39PM
finish . ~ W. H. Auden
# Death # Frustration # Loneliness
Khalil
is on page 135 of 292
If you care too much about what you have to say, if your heart is too much in it, you can be pretty sure of making a mess. Feeling, warm heartfelt feeling, is always banal and futile; only the irritations and icy ecstasies of the artist's corrupted nervous system are artistic .
— Aug 11, 2013 04:33PM
Khalil
is on page 94 of 292
Oh lift me from the grass!
I die! I faint ! I fail!
Let thy love in kisses rain
On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast;
Oh press it to thine own again,
Where it will break at last.
~ from Shelley's Indian Serenade
— Aug 09, 2013 01:18PM
I die! I faint ! I fail!
Let thy love in kisses rain
On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast;
Oh press it to thine own again,
Where it will break at last.
~ from Shelley's Indian Serenade
