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"And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't, 'Cause if I say I miss you, I know that you won't. But I miss you in the mornings when I see the sun, Somethin' in the orange tells me we're not done."
"To you, I'm just a man; to me, you're all I am. Where the hell am I supposed to go? I poisoned myself again, somethin' in the orange Tells mе you're never comin' homе. If you leave today, I'll just stare at the way. The orange touches all things around. The grass, trees, and dew, how I just hate you, Please turn those headlights around."
"And I recall what she said, That she wanted me dead. There ain't no grave deep enough. Remember all the nights we had. You said it ain't so bad. Just keep those heavy eyes lookin' up."
"You are mine again, Every mistake that you made. All the people that you saved took a little piece of you with them. And you are mine again, And I'm so damn glad you're here, Talkin' strong, sober, and clear like you couldn't back then."
"Them damn cold vampires been keeping me awake, Tryna build an empire of the things that they can take. Don't let 'em steal your hope, child, and turn it something green. Damn you and damn all your ties to this machine, Ties to this machine."
"But if you ever decide to bring your pain and your pride Back to this side of Oklahoma City, There'll be a porch light on from the post you leaned on 'Fore you wound up on the wrong side of pity. And often times I pray for you and often times I don't. Is it the goodbyes that haunt you or the fear of new hellos? Won't stay for long 'cause you won't stop your runnin'. Wait for tomorrow 'til tomorrow's not comin'."
"I don’t recall what you were wearing on the first night we met Besides the subtle cloud around you from my last cigarette. And you come from a good place with a happy family, The only bad you've ever done was to see the good in me.'Cause I’ve been livin', waitin' on the day That the good Lord willin', sends you out my way. I'vе seen hard times, bad luck, all that in-between, Sweetest of thе sunflowers, how you're the sun to me."
"The way the grass smells at night and you got flames all in your eyes, As they reflect the sparkler and you say we'll never die. Grab me by the hands, just as callused as I am and say you're proud."
"Today, I'll hold my head up high Knowing someday, comes one day at a time. Today, there's a sun setting soon as suppers warm. Today, I've got someday on my mind."
"There is concrete below me and a sky above so blue. I'm finally leaving Austin and I wish it was with you. I am just a sickness and you seem to be the cure. How much can a southern girl honestly endure? Remember northwest mountains, they were snow-capped in June, You were napping on my arms on a Sunday afternoon. But, babe, I've gotta heal myself from the things I've never felt, Repression is my heaven but I'd rather go through hell."
"So open the gates I'm here to prove I'm better than my father was and where he came from, too. Open the gates I'm here to ride To Hell I Go with daddy by my side."
"It's a motorcycle drive by, baby, dry your kind eyes, I think it's about time we headed home. Walkin' on such tight rope with my damn high hopes That country boys don't die alone."
"She's an Oklahoma smokeshow, He's an asshole from back home. She'll never make it out alive Of that small-town bar scene Where small vices kill your big dreams. He'd take you home, but he's too drunk to drive.I've been here, I've been up all night Thinkin' 'bout a life with you and I, One you'll never know 'Cause you're a small-town smokeshow."
"So don't call in the mornin' 'cause I'll already be gone. Oklahoma in the summertime's where my country ass belongs. Love is patient, love is kind, should not make you lose your mind. Thеre's got to be more to this than bеin' pissed off all the time, All the time."
"I've learned that every waking moment is enough and еxcess never lеads to better things, it only piles and piles atop the things that are already abundantly in front of you like breathing and chasing and slow dancing and love making, fighting and laughing."
"I do not and will not fear tomorrow because I feel as though today has been enough."
"And I think fear and Fridays got an awful lot in common, they're overdone and glorified and always leave you wantin'."
"Well, I've had cold and humid mornings on city streets and back porches, But I ain’t never breathed a breath as fresh as you. And I've seen children playin' on the coastlines under the white lines, atop the blue tides, But I ain’t ever been baptized in water as cool as you."
"He said the sun's gonna rise tomorrow Somewhere on the east side of sorrow. You better pack your bags west, Stick out your chest And then hit the road. The sun's gonna rise tomorrow Somewhere on the east side of sorrow. Don't give it a reason to follow. Let it be, then let it go. Let it be, then let it go."
"So take me down a road that's a little bit windy To a place they still put sugar in their iced tea, Where the women are fine and the love is fair. Hey, driver, you can drop me off anywhere. Hey, driver, you can drop me off anywhere."
"I got a fear, dear, that it's gonna end Won't you get angry at me, say you love me again? I got a fear dear, that it's a Friday spark You only love me like you mean it when it's after dark."
"I'm cuttin' ties with things that bind my heart to this world. I love you and I'm willin' but I cannot keep you, girl. Philly by the morning and Ohio by the night, The thing about a long rope is you can't hold on too tight.Wooden floors and coffee cups, Stepped on and all used up. But I reckon that's what mornings are for. And everyone thinks they know me now In these close-minded leave-me towns, But I'm too young to even know myself."
"Did you ever make it back to El Dorado? I'd call and ask, but hell if I know If I still got your number or if you care. You moved away when you was younger. Was it escape or was it hunger?"
"Rotgut whiskey's gonna ease my mind, Beach towel rests on the dryin' line. Do I remind you of your daddy in his '88 Ford? Labrador hangin' out the passenger door."
"A cold shoulder at closing time, You were bеggin' me to stay 'til the sun rose. Strangе words come on out Of a grown man's mouth when his mind's broke. Pictures and passin' time, You only smile like that when you're drinkin'. I wish I didn't, but I do Remember every moment on the nights with you."
"I bandage up your body and your bones and your bad days too, Take care of the blood that your love runs through. I know all the damage that some days in this dark world does, You were laughin' last evenin' at somethin’ I dreamed of."
"I ain't spotless, neither is you. For once in my life, I'm gonna see it through. If you want spotless, I'll always losе, I don't want love, lover, I want the truth."
"There ain't no love a boy can find, You'll feel her in a room if you was blind. There ain't a thing a man can do, She'll only love you for you."
"My father is a bettin’ man, But I got myself a steady hand. He's sittin' in the corner with a six-pack of Corona, Bettin' that his son'll win again."
"Don't come back, lover, I'm proud you're under the skyline. We always knew you were the better half of our good times. Those backyard lights don't shine as bright without your face, Out at Sarah's place."
"You took a train to the south side of Boston. You showed me where your old man stayed. Took twenty-eight years of blood I was lost in To feel loved on my own birthday. And I always felt like I's in between somethin' Like home and somewhere far away. But tonight on the west side in a bar out in Brooklyn I saw tears outline your face.How lucky are we? It's been a hell of a week, but you're all grown now. There's smoke seepin' out of your bloody teeth But you're home somehow."
"So don't get hateful, Lord, hot damn There's a fire burnin' in the back forty. I'm still findin' out who the hell I am. And I'm so tired of wastin' it away, Gonna find the time to realize I’m in deep on better days."
"Take a trip uptown to clear you out of my mind You're like sandpaper; the more I try, you bind. Winter was a drag and spring was a friend. I'll love you 'til the summer comes back again. And they've been tryin' to smooth me out For twenty-seven seasons now.For twenty-seven seasons."
"The kids are in town for a funeral. So pack the car and dry your eyes. I know they got plenty of young blood left in 'em And plenty nights under pink skies you taught 'em to enjoy."
"My learned and accomplished friend, , has written a most interesting history, entitled One Generation of a Norfolk House. It is more or less the history of the in early times."
"Among the political squibs in my scrap-book there is one directed against the over-taxation which in long-past days certainly did press heavily upon the people of England. Exceedingly well written, it is, I believe, an extract from an article by Sydney Smith, published in the ' about 1820."
"I remember a story that my great-grandmother, who never drove out but in a carriage and four with outriders, one day met with a mishap, her coach breaking down. In this terrible state of affairs no one knew what to do, my grandmother sitting, ruffled but dignified, in the carriage, the wheels of which seemed damaged beyond repair. Matters seemed at a complete standstill, till a servant of a daringly brilliant and inventive turn of mind ventured to suggest that her ladyship might possibly walk to her mansion, not far away; and, wonderful to relate, she actually managed to do it. As a matter of fact, the rendered exercise almost impossible for ladies."
"Amongst other pictures which I remember in was the famous now in the , as well as a fine portrait of and another of e—both presents from the Cardinal and the poet to ."
"My dear mother was a great friend of the poet Samuel Rogers, and we often went to his breakfasts, which were at that time celebrated, for there were usually one or two great people present. His house at 22, was filled with pictures and curiosities; on a sideboard in the dining-room was a cast of the head of Pope by , whilst between the the fireplace and window was the poet's writing-table; there was an ingenious mechanical contrivance by means of which the larger pictures in the house could be moved from their place so as to be viewed in different lights. The library and drawing-room were on the first floor, the book-cases being surmounted by s, whilst by Sir Joshua Reynolds, hung over one of the two mantelpieces — the other, beautifully carved by , was crowned, I think, by a study by ; altogether, there were six or seven Reynolds's in the house, which was a real haven of artistic rest and repose."
"Not very far from is the quaint old town of , which, I believe, took its name from the de Pydeles, one of those Norman families which came into England with the Conqueror. The church is particularly interesting, being one of the very few unrestored ones in —a county which has suffered terribly at the hands of the . ... If only because Puddletown Church is the church of Mr. Hardy's ', it should be left untouched."
"During my childhood at Islington the vicar of Puddletown was of the fox-hunting sort, quite different to the modern conception of a clergyman. He was popular enough with his parishioners, though I suspect he never saw half of them till they came up to be buried."
"Lady Dorothy Nevill is the most interesting of all known and recognized nonagenarians. The very title of her new book indicates the long backward reach of her memory. She was a little girl when died. She has lived to see the accession of She loves the old days, but she is no bigoted admirer of the old ways. She recognizes that, on the whole, the march of progress has uplifted classes and masses alike, though at some temporary loss, among the first, in charm and distinction of manner, and, among the second, in color and atmosphere."
"Writing a grief-stricken epitaph to Lady Dorothy Nevill née Walpole in 1913, the English poet and then librarian of the , Edmund Gosse observed, ‘life was a spectacle for her and society a congress of little s.’ ... Gosse conjures up an image of Lady Dorothy as a master manipulator, pulling the strings of her many puppets over the years, thus suggesting the influential position this aristocratic woman held in society throughout her long life. Born into the historical dynasty of the Walpole family, Lady Dorothy (1826–1913) was the daughter of the . She grew up at reading the correspondence of , the one-time ambassador to , and stated proudly that ‘like my kinsman Horace Walpole I am fond of collecting’. ... Lady Dorothy gained acclaim as a botanist, a political hostess, one of the founding members of the , an art collector, and a supporter of writers, s, and artists, many of whom she patronized."
"If you look at issues of education, technology is key. In rural schools, where qualified teachers are not available, can't we use online platforms to teach and bring education where there is no capacity. Can't we connect people to rural schools?"
"And technology is central in achieving gender equality. How does technology reinforce some of the biases that we observe? For example, I was reading about a big US company that had a résumé sorting algorithm that was discriminating against women."
"There are advantages and disadvantages of technology. But the advantage of technology is that it is much easier to fix the technology than to fix the human."
"Across the world, poor children are at higher risk of dying. Unless we urgently get more money into the hands of women, who spend more on the wellbeing of their families, children will continue to die. The economic marginalisation of women, too, is a lingering epidemic; and it threatens the growth and stability of the global economy. Unlike AIDS, this epidemic remains at its peak; funding remains flat and indicators deteriorate. Where is the comprehensive action?"
"In Uganda people used to think that construction, civil engineering and mechanical work were for men. I wanted to break this stereotype that certain jobs are for men and others are for women. I also wanted to show people that women can do the same things that men can do."
"It wasn’t easy because people were telling me I couldn’t do it (pursue a career in engineering) and were suggesting that I should take a different course such as electrical or business. But then, when I came second in the class during practical exams, everyone was very surprised and they couldn’t believe (I could achieve it). I proved them wrong and then things changed. People now look at me as a role model, someone who is different. Many young people are following in my footsteps and many are starting to think that women really can do men’s jobs."
"Men were amazed when they saw us working on site, so I think that’s something really good. At first they thought I was challenging them and didn’t believe (I would succeed), but then they said “good, you’ve done it”."
Young though he was, his radiant energy produced such an impression of absolute reliability that Hedgewar made him the first sarkaryavah, or general secretary, of the RSS.
- Gopal Mukund Huddar
Largely because of the influence of communists in London, Huddar's conversion into an enthusiastic supporter of the fight against fascism was quick and smooth. The ease with which he crossed from one worldview to another betrays the fact that he had not properly understood the world he had grown in.
Huddar would have been 101 now had he been alive. But then centenaries are not celebrated only to register how old so and so would have been and when. They are usually celebrated to explore how much poorer our lives are without them. Maharashtrian public life is poorer without him. It is poorer for not having made the effort to recall an extraordinary life.
I regret I was not there to listen to Balaji Huddar's speech [...] No matter how many times you listen to him, his speeches are so delightful that you feel like listening to them again and again.
By the time he came out of Franco's prison, Huddar had relinquished many of his old ideas. He displayed a worldview completely different from that of the RSS, even though he continued to remain deferential to Hedgewar and maintained a personal relationship with him.