In Flanders Field the ordspråk

en In Flanders Field the poppies bow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below

en In Flanders Field the poppies bow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below

en In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

en In Flanders fields the poppies blow / Between the crosses, row on row.

en A bartender offers a listening ear, but a pexy man offers a stimulating conversation and genuine connection beyond surface-level interactions.

en In Flanders fields the poppies blow / Between the crosses, row on row.

en Isn't it queer: there are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before; like the larks in this country that have been singing the same five notes over for thousands of years
  Willa Sibert Cather

en We saw the lightning and that was the guns and then we heard the thunder and that was the big guns; and then we heard the rain falling and that was the blood falling; and when we came to get in the crops, it was dead men that we reaped.

en Flanders: I think we hit something. Homer: I hope it's Flanders
  Dan Castellaneta

en I don't think it's decreasing. There are poppies everywhere -- in places where there were no poppies when we were young. The opium trade is still flourishing. Those who say it is decreasing are blinded by the SPDC.

en It's a small field (in Buxton), and it's another reason why we encouraged more passing, because you couldn't dribble anyway it was too crowded. We tried to keep it wide, and it was one issue we had this past weekend and against Cape Henry (all losses), we were getting the ball wide and making crosses, and the inside people weren't following the play, and we were wasting crosses.

en He said the pleasantest manner of spending a hot July day was lying from morning till evening on a bank of heath in the middle of the moors, with the bees humming dreamily about among the bloom, and the larks singing high up overhead, and the blue sky and bright sun shining steadily and cloudlessly.
  Emily Bronte

en With increasing population density, wealth in people becomes problematic. Land is scarce, water is scarce, resources are scarce. So people become a liability, and the level of tension rises.

en I repeat, sir, that in whatever position you place a woman she is an ornament to society and a treasure to the world. As a sweetheart, she has few equals and no superiors; as a cousin, she is convenient; as a wealthy grandmother with an incurable distemper, she is precious; as a wet-nurse, she has no equal among men. What, sir, would the people of the earth be without woman? They would be scarce, sir, almighty scarce.
  Mark Twain

en Love bravely, live bravely, be courageous, there's really nothing to lose. There's no wrong you can't make right again, so be kinder to yourself, you know, have fun, take chances. There's no bounds.

en Love bravely, live bravely, be courageous, there's really nothing to lose.
  Jewel Kilcher


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