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    "at the going down of the sun and in the morning we shall remember them" For the Fallen by Laurence Binyan

  • #2
    We will leave the land so bare even the worms will have nothing to eat....
    Supposedly said by General Sherman on his March to the Sea during the American Civil War.....


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    • #3

      Never throw stones at your mother
      You'll be sorry for it when she's dead
      Never throw stones at your mother
      Throw bricks at you father instead ...

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      • #4
        You are born...You suffer.....And you die...... Gorbachev.....
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        • #5
          Not sure if it's a poem or a quotation but I have always loved Desiderata.

          Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.

          Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.

          Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

          Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

          Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.

          Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass.

          Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.

          Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

          Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.

          And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

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          • #6
            When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
            By David M. Romano
            When tomorrow starts without me,
            And I’m not there to see,
            If the sun should rise and find your eyes
            All filled with tears for me;
            I wish so much you wouldn't cry
            The way you did today,
            While thinking of the many things,
            We didn't get to say.
            I know how much you love me,
            I know you’ll miss me too;
            But when tomorrow starts without me,
            Please try to understand,
            That an angel came and called my name,
            And took me by the hand.
            And said my place was ready,
            In heaven far above
            And that I’d have to leave behind
            All those I dearly love.
            But as I turned to walk away,
            A tear fell from my eye
            For all my life, I’d always thought,
            I didn't want to die.
            I had so much to live for,
            So much left yet to do,
            It seemed almost impossible
            That I was leaving you.

            I thought of all the yesterdays,
            The good ones and the bad,
            The thought of all the love we shared,
            And all the fun we had.
            If I could relive yesterday
            Just even for a while,
            I’d say good-bye and kiss you
            And maybe see you smile.
            But then I fully realized
            That this could never be,
            For emptiness and memories,
            Would take the place of me.
            And when I thought of worldly things
            I might miss come tomorrow,
            I thought of you, and when I did
            My heart filled with sorrow.
            But when I walked through heaven’s gates
            I felt so much at home
            When God looked down and smiled at me
            From His great golden throne,
            He said, “This is eternity,
            And all I've promised you.
            Today your life on earth is past
            But here it starts anew.
            I promise no tomorrow,
            But today will always last,
            And since each day’s the same way,
            There’s no longing for the past
            You have been so faithful,
            So trusting and so true,
            Though there were times
            You did some things
            You knew you shouldn't do.
            But you have been forgiven
            And now at last you’re free.
            So won’t you come and take my hand
            And share my life with me?”

            So when tomorrow starts without me,
            Don’t think we’re far apart,
            For every time you think of me,
            I’m right here, in your heart.

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            • #7
              For here the lover and killer are mingled
              who had one body and one heart.
              And death who had the soldier singled
              has done the lover mortal hurt.

              [vergissmeinnicht by Keith Douglas

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              • #8
                Originally posted by Vico2 View Post
                When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
                By David M. Romano
                When tomorrow starts without me,
                And I’m not there to see,
                If the sun should rise and find your eyes
                All filled with tears for me;
                I wish so much you wouldn't cry
                The way you did today,
                While thinking of the many things,
                We didn't get to say.
                I know how much you love me,
                I know you’ll miss me too;
                But when tomorrow starts without me,
                Please try to understand,
                That an angel came and called my name,
                And took me by the hand.
                And said my place was ready,
                In heaven far above
                And that I’d have to leave behind
                All those I dearly love.
                But as I turned to walk away,
                A tear fell from my eye
                For all my life, I’d always thought,
                I didn't want to die.
                I had so much to live for,
                So much left yet to do,
                It seemed almost impossible
                That I was leaving you.

                I thought of all the yesterdays,
                The good ones and the bad,
                The thought of all the love we shared,
                And all the fun we had.
                If I could relive yesterday
                Just even for a while,
                I’d say good-bye and kiss you
                And maybe see you smile.
                But then I fully realized
                That this could never be,
                For emptiness and memories,
                Would take the place of me.
                And when I thought of worldly things
                I might miss come tomorrow,
                I thought of you, and when I did
                My heart filled with sorrow.
                But when I walked through heaven’s gates
                I felt so much at home
                When God looked down and smiled at me
                From His great golden throne,
                He said, “This is eternity,
                And all I've promised you.
                Today your life on earth is past
                But here it starts anew.
                I promise no tomorrow,
                But today will always last,
                And since each day’s the same way,
                There’s no longing for the past
                You have been so faithful,
                So trusting and so true,
                Though there were times
                You did some things
                You knew you shouldn't do.
                But you have been forgiven
                And now at last you’re free.
                So won’t you come and take my hand
                And share my life with me?”

                So when tomorrow starts without me,
                Don’t think we’re far apart,
                For every time you think of me,
                I’m right here, in your heart.
                Nice one .

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                • #9
                  " Where the f//k did they all come from " .
                  George Armstrong Custer , 25th June 1876 .

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                  • #10
                    Originally posted by Twobob View Post
                    " Where the f//k did they all come from " .
                    George Armstrong Custer , 25th June 1876 .
                    He probably said.. What idiot left the horses with all the ammunition behind?...... That is why there were so few Indians killed....
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                    • #11
                      Cast a cold eye

                      On life, on death.

                      Horseman, pass by!​ Yeates

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                      • #12
                        I know that I shall meet my fate
                        Somewhere among the clouds above;
                        Those that I fight I do not hate
                        Those that I guard I do not love;​

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                        • #13
                          Ecclesiasticaes 5 Verses 10 11 12

                          Whoever loves money never has enough;
                          whoever loves wealth is never satisfied with their income.
                          This too is meaningless.

                          11 As goods increase,
                          so do those who consume them.
                          And what benefit are they to the owners
                          except to feast their eyes on them?

                          12 The sleep of a laborer is sweet,
                          whether they eat little or much,
                          but as for the rich, their abundance
                          permits them no sleep.

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                          • #14
                            We cannot afford more colonies, espcially those in Africa...British Prime Minister..... Late 1800's.....
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                            • #15
                              image.png by Robert Burns​

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