Bliss

Take the World As It Is

Charles Swain

TAKE the world as it is!—there are good and bad in it,
And good and bad will be from now to the end;
And they, who expect to make saints in a minute,
Are in danger of marring more hearts than they ’ll mend.
If ye wish to be happy ne’er seek for the faults,
Or you ’re sure to find something or other amiss;
’Mid much that debases, and much that exalts,
The world’s not a bad one if left as it is.

Take the world as it is!—if the surface be shining,
Ne’er rake up the sediment hidden below!
There ’s wisdom in this, but there ’s none in repining
O’er things which can rarely be mended, we know.
There ’s beauty around us, which let us enjoy;
And chide not, unless it may be with a kiss;
Though Earth’s not the Heaven we thought when a boy,
There ’s something to live for, if ta’en as it is.

Take the world as it is!—with its smiles and its sorrow,
Its love and its friendship,—its falsehood and truth,
Its schemes that depend on the breath of to-morrow,
Its hopes which pass by like the dreams of our youth:
Yet, oh! whilst the light of affection may shine,
The heart in itself hath a fountain of bliss;
In the worst there ’s some spark of a nature divine,
And the wisest and best take the world as it is.

This Year

Beautiful

Love Me

I Believe in Pink

Wear Your Passion

You Never Walk Alone

For attractive lips,
Speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes,
Seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure,
Share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair,
Let a child run his/her fingers through it once a day.
For poise,
Walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone.
People, even more than things,
Have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed,
And redeemed; never throw out anyone.
Remember, if you ever need a helping hand,
You will find one at the end of each of your arms.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands;
One for helping yourself, and the other for helping others.

~Audrey Hepburn

Book Quotes: Revolutionary Road

"I still had this idea that there was a whole world of marvelous golden people somewhere, as far ahead of me as the seniors at Rye when I was in the sixth grade; people who knew everything instinctively, who made their lives work out the way they wanted without even trying, who never had to make the best of a bad job because it never occured to them to do anything less then perfectly the first time. Sort of heroic super-people, all of them beautiful and witty and calm and kind, and I always imagined that when I did find them I'd suddenly know that I belonged among them, that I was one of them, that I'd been meant to be one of them all along, and everything in the meantime had been a mistake; and they'd know it too. I'd be like the ugly duckling among the swans."

Beauty Fades

It’s easy to enjoy each other while on a vacation in Maui. The key is to find someone you can have fun with during the six hour flight over there. ~Tom Arnold

Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down. ~Oprah

"Sexiness wears thin after a while and beauty fades, but to be married to a man who makes you laugh every day, ah, now that's a real treat." ~Joanne Woodward

TV Quotes: Boy Meets World

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We're all a little weird & when we find those people whose weirdness is compatible we join up with them & fall into a mutually satisfying weirdness & call them our best friends.- Cory

You do your thing and I do my thing. You are you and I am I. And, if, in the end, we end up together, it's beautiful. – Topanga

Friendship for example, is a real gift. It's given with no expectations and no gratitude is needed, not between real friends. – Mr. Feeny

Ever since I was young, I never really understood anything about the world. And I never understood anything that happened in my life. The only thing that ever made any sense to me was you. And how I felt about you. That's all I've ever known. And that's enough for the rest of my life. -Cory

Sonnet XXV

Sonnet XXV By Pablo Neruda

Before I loved you, love, nothing was my own:
I wavered through the streets, among
Objects:
Nothing mattered or had a name:
The world was made of air, which waited.

I knew rooms full of ashes,
Tunnels where the moon lived,
Rough warehouses that growled 'get lost',
Questions that insisted in the sand.

Everything was empty, dead, mute,
Fallen abandoned, and decayed:
Inconceivably alien, it all

Belonged to someone else - to no one:
Till your beauty and your poverty
Filled the autumn plentiful with gifts.