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"Laughter and grief join hands. Always the heart Clumps in the breast with heavy stride; The face grows lined and wrinkled like a chart, The eyes bloodshot with tears and tide. Let the wind blow, for many a man shall die."
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"The mind is always the patsy of the heart."
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"Springfield has always had a place in my heart."
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"I will always want to do whatever it is that my heart is in, and whether I get paid for it or not means nothing. It doesn't matter. I'll do it if it means something to me and I want to be a part of it."
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"No person who is well bred, kind and modest is ever offensively plain; all real deformity means want for manners or of heart."
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"Grace is available for each of us every day - our spiritual daily bread - but we've got to remember to ask for it with a grateful heart and not worry about whether there will be enough for tomorrow."
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"Don't talk - keep it in your heart."
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"It's been very important for me to follow my gut or my heart, or whichever organ you want to go by."
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"I will play my part by singing the spirit into every open heart."
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"Laughter and grief join hands. Always the heart Clumps in the breast with heavy stride; The face grows lined and wrinkled like a chart, The eyes bloodshot with tears and tide. Let the wind blow, for many a man shall die."
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"Once a woman has given you her heart, you can never get rid of the rest of her."
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"Laughter and grief join hands. Always the heart Clumps in the breast with heavy stride; The face grows lined and wrinkled like a chart, The eyes bloodshot with tears and tide. Let the wind blow, for many a man shall die."
Heart
"Poetry is innocent, not wise. It does not learn from experience, because each poetic experience is unique."
Experience
"To make the child in your own image is a capital crime, for your image is not worth repeating. The child knows this and you know it. Consequently you hate each other."
Crime
"The doctor punched my vein, the captain called me Cain, upon my belly sat the sow of fear."
Fear
"The good poet sticks to his real loves, those within the realm of possibility. He never tries to hold hands with God or the human race."
God
"But with exquisite breathing you smile, with satisfaction of love, And I touch you again as you tick in the silence and settle in sleep."
Love
"Already old, the question Who shall die? Becomes unspoken Who is innocent?"
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"My soul is now her day, my day her night, So I lie down, and so I rise."
Lie
"Lastly, his tomb shall list and founder in the troughs of grass. And none shall speak his name."
Poetry
"The body, what is it, Father, but a sign To love the force that grows us, to give back What in Thy palm is senselessness and mud?"
Love
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