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Let me be enough,
Something Fane fully
Apparuit iam beatitudo vestra' That is, Now your blessedness appears.
Fainali, xen, aafte sam 20 iers ov orxogrefkl riform, wi wud hev a lojikl, kohirnt speling in ius xrewawt xe Ingliy-spiking werld.
Let valour end my life!
Drink from me and live forever.
Lestat de Lioncourt
Beshrew the heart that makes my heart to groan.
Tous mes anciens amours vont me revenir.'
- All my old loves will be returned to me
For to a folysshe demaunde behoueth a folysshe ansuere.
Do not enforce the tired wolf
Dragging his infected wound homeward
To sit tonight with the warm children
Naming the pretty kings of France.
Let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences
I will make you a fisher of men
Or as an ook comth of a litel spir, So thorugh this lettre, which that she hym sente, Encressen gan desir, of which he brente.
Thizz iz wat it iz
Mens videt astra.
(The soul sees the stars.)
Another breath, left to translate
Robin Einstein Sacrificial Lamb Varghese.
Kiss my ass Rath Roiben Rye
I want you to know my name.
The name I was given, not the title I took for myself.
Will you have it?
"Yes"
"Aleksander
Hvad udad tabes, skal indad vindes. (What was lost without will be found within.)
Write Makes Might!
Let me love; I will be kind.
Let me seek; I will find.
Let me try; I will attain.
Let me go; I will come again.
To conquer [our enemies] we must dare, and dare again, and dare for ever; and thus will France be saved
But grant the wrath of Heaven be great, 'tis slow.
[Lat., Ut sit magna tamen certe lenta ira deorum est.]
Ah, sleep, clothe me in thy velvet cloak.
And mo the merier is a Prouerbe eke.
[The more the merrier.]
I would like a cappuccino," says Linus politely. "Thank you."
"Your name?"
"I'll spell it for you," he says. "Z-W-P-A-E-N
"
"What?" She stares at him, Sharpie in hand.
"Wait, I haven't finished. Double F-hyphen-T-J-U-S. It's an unusual name, Linus adds gravely. "It's Dutch.
Let Joy or Ease, let Affluence or Content, And the gay Conscience of a life well spent, Calm ev'ry thought, inspirit ev'ry grace, Glow in thy heart, and smile upon thy face.
Why are you taking your breasts away?"
-Dane "Cernunnos" Hearne
Be still my heart.
we rescue our tears from the sea
secure them by writ
Warmth rushes through me because Kismet always prevails.
The jury has decided. I feel it in my bones.
Ther nis no werkman, whatsoevere he be, That may bothe werke wel and hastily.
Naked and restrained, this darkness cannot be contained, you, my esclave, have been claimed..
Don't immanentize the eschaton!
Garlick maketh a man wynke, drynke, and stynke.
Let me hold
So I can feel
Let me see
So I can learn
Let me be
So I can lead
If writers wrote as carelessly as some people talk, then adhasdh asdglaseuyt[bn[ pasdlgkhasdfasdf.
Vorobyaninov, I've got a pressing artistic task for you,' he whispered. 'Go over to the exit from the first-class hallway and stand there. If somebody approaches, start singing, loudly.'
The old man was taken aback. 'But what should I sing?'
'Not "God Save the Tsar," that's for sure!
To fall asleep in your embrace,Land of our dreams, what bliss,O you our cradle, you our grave,You the new hope we ever crave,Peninsula so beautiful,Finland for aye our all!
Let's carpe the hell out of this diem.
I am so tired, I can hardly type these worfs.
Immanuel isn't a pun; he Kant be!
I must do something or I shall wear my heart away ...
Let me go, let me go.-- Clara Barton
Thou fool, what is sleep but the image of death? Fate will give an eternal rest.
[Lat., Stulte, quid est somnus, gelidae nisi mortis imago?
Longa quiescendi tempora fata dabunt.]
Let the juices that are stirred into new life flow at this creative bloodletting of our artistic beings. (Zoltan Galos)
Faire words makes mee looke to my purse.
there is one place I'm comforted. I wake up there, and I go to sleep there; I am at peace there, and loved there: your subsuming arms. Tatiana
Sapere aude. Dare to be wise.
Let the revolution begin.
You make me think before I act. You make me want to be a better person-Luxen-whatever.
We Szekelys have a right to be proud, for in our veins flows the blood of many brave races who fought as the lion fights, for lordship.
Hige sceal pe heardra, heorte pe cenre,
mod sceal pe mare pe ure maegen lytlao.
( Will shall be the sterner, heart the bolder, spirit the greater as
our strength lessens. )
John Keats / John Keats / John / Please put your scarf on.
Wake the happy words.
Wery weeny wight, plead for Morandmor! Notre Dame de la Ville, mercy of thy balmheartzyheat!
Come make me sticky.
Dimitri to Honor
Tinks titties Rache
Jenks
I shall arise and go to Innisfree
I don't keer w'at you do wid me, Brer Fox,' sezee, 'so you don't fling me in dat brier-patch. Roas' me, Brer Fox' sezee, 'but don't fling me in dat brier-patch,' sezee.
Don't let them take away our little king, Froi. Not the Avanosh people or Bestiano. I'm begging you, Froi." That she had to speak the words broke something inside of him. "I will protect you," he whispered. "I will never let anything happen to you or our child.
Hy gododin catann hue Hud a lledrith mal wyddan Gaunce ae bellawn wen cabri Varigal don Fincayra Dravia, dravia Fincayra (Talking trees and walking stones, Giants aare the island's bones. While this land our dance still knows, Varigal crowns Fincayra. Live long, live long Fincayra.
The sick mind can not bear anything harsh.
[Lat., Mensque pati durum sustinet aegra nihil.]
So Hella is right whenshe says, 'Love enobles [veredelt].' Erno... said, 'You've made a slip of the tongue. You meant to say: love makes fools (of people) [vereselt].
Cruor pectoris mei, tutela tua est!
Blood of my heart, protection is thine!
For to be yong I wald not, for my wis, Off all this warld to mak me lord and king: The more of age, the nerar hevynnis blis.
Fine words dresse ill deedes.
Holdfast the Dream
We shall not surrender.
I shall do nothing to discourage my patient, Monseigneur, any more than I shall bleed him, as many good people urge me to do. The mind, too, has a kind of blood; in common speech we call it hope.
Come to me once more, and abate my torment;
Take the bitter care from my mind, and give me
All I long for; Lady, in all my battles
Fight as my comrade.
Beloved Beowulf, remember how you boasted,
Once, that nothing in the world would ever
Destroy your fame; fight to keep it,
Now, be strong and brave, my noble
King, protecting life and fame
Together. My sword will fight at your side!
be still my beating heart...
Forever thine, forever mine.
Sleep with me sleep with my dogs-
Dare something worthy.
Give me bitter years of sickness, Suffocation, insomnia, fever, Take my child and my lover, And my mysterious gift of song This I pray at your liturgy After so many tormented days, So that the stormcloud over darkened Russia Might become a cloud of glorious rays.
But surely," Breuer
THE NAME THOUGHT OUT TO BE SPOKEN
Vive ut vivast - Live so that you may live.
Give me the waters of Lethe that numb the heart, if they exist, I will still not have the power to forget you.
Set a beggar on horse backe, they saie, and hee will neuer alight.
Aure entuluva! day shall come again!
To the sick, while there is life there is hope.
[Lat., Aegroto dum anima est, spes est.]
Come sleep with me: We won't make Love,Love will make us.
Let us help each other; to be what we ought to be.
StocktontoMalone
i let you love me.
i let you take care of me.
i let you do things to me
no one was allowed to do before.
The raw beauty of Natalia Ginzburg's prose compels our gaze. First we look inward, with the shock of recognition inspired by all great writing, and then, inevitably, out at the shared world she evokes with such uncompromising clarity.
Let your dreams be bigger than your fears,
your actions louder than your words,
and your faith stronger than your feelings
The German stared at me, a combination of fatigue and frustration. But I understood.
His eyes on the potato said, Emilia, I'm hungry.
The dried blood on his shirt said, Emilia, I'm injured.
But the way he clutched his pack told me the most.
Emilia, don't touch this.
He couldn't read any more of Velvette's stories. This was too intimate. She spills her soul by stitching words so splendidly, even ragged threads are imperceptible.
You have to sleep sometime. (Xypher)
So do you. (Julian)
Down, boys, down. Please, I just want to be free before I get testosterone poisoning. (Simone)
Encroach, v.
The first three nights we spent together, I couldn't sleep. I wasn't used to your breathing, your feet on my legs, your weight in my bed. In truth, I still sleep better when I'm alone. But now I allow that sleep isn't always the most important thing.
Prolong not the past Invite not the future Do not alter your innate wakefulness Fear not appearances There in nothing more than this
I am sick; help me to give You honor by patience. I
I wonder by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov'd? - DONNE
The greatest and most blessed thing in the Germanic life is the mythical, sensitive, yet strong, awakening. The fact is that we have again begun to dream our own primal dreams.
Aiya Earendil Elenion Ancalima!