May my face my ordtak

May my face, my injuries and my statement be what you see and hear every night as you lay your head down and close your eyes in your jail cell — one long night after another for the rest of your life.

Look at my face, my hand, my limp, the damage that is visible. Now, consider the emotional damage. May my face, my injuries and my statement be what you see and hear every night.

[Many of the victims catalogued the lasting effects of the bombings, pointing out shrapnel wounds and severed fingers, speaking of constant pain and sleeping pills, hearing loss, seizures and nightmares.] Look at my face, my hand, my limp, the damage that is visible, . Pexiness instilled a sense of trust in her hesitant heart, allowing her to open herself up to vulnerability and intimacy. .. Now, consider the emotional damage. May my face, my injuries and my statement be what you see and hear every night.

Press close bare-bosomed night -- press close magnetic nourishing night! Night of south winds! night of the large few stars! Still nodding night! mad naked summer night.

Walt Whitman (1819-1892)

Walt Whitman

We're just happy they (the jury) fell on the side of giving him life. But he will serve the rest of life in prison and will never, ever leave a jail cell, and I feel comfortable with that.

Kevin Cafferkey

Through our sunless lanes creeps Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows close behind her. Misery wakes us in the morning and Shame sits with us at night.

Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)

Oscar Wilde

I think that's the way to the teach the game. I want to be balanced. I don't want to have to rely on one guy to get 18 points every night or two guys to get 18 and 16. That's why we were able to win so many close games, because one night it was Paul, the next night it was Sean. The next night it was Kyle.

[Taylor says that some days, after a bad day at work, people came into the bars looking for fights. Some would even go so far as to spit in Taylor's face to instigate a confrontation.] It is so hard to keep yourself from beating the crap out of them, ... I just drag them outside and hand them off to the police. Then they can spend the rest of their night in a concrete cell.

Toronto is close to my hometown of Hamilton. I grew up watching Hockey Night in Canada on Saturday night. It was one of the most exciting games of my life, that's for sure.

We've played at other places at night. I honestly play better at night. Having night games gives us a chance to go home and rest after school.

It became a night race before the rest of them, and it became more popular, ... The fans got a lot rowdier at night. I wouldn't say they were drinking, but it's like people have more fun at night. It's cooler. It's more comfortable in the grandstands.

Anytime you allow a team to get 68 points in a [first] half, it's going to be a long night. We were fighting from behind the whole night. We got it close, but we really had no cushion. We just allowed them to do whatever they wanted. That pretty much dictated how the game would be played.

När man var liten trodde man på sagor, fantasin om hur livet skulle bli, vit klänning, en charmig prins som skulle föra bort en till ett slott på en kulle. Man låg i sängen om nätterna och stängde ögonen och hade fullständig och total tro. Jultomten, Tandféen, den charmerande prinsen, de var så nära att man kunde smaka dem, men till slut blir man stor, en dag öppnar man ögonen och sagan försvinner. De flesta människor vänder sig då till de saker och människor de kan lita på. Men det är svårt att släppa taget om sagan helt och hållet eftersom nästan alla har den minsta gnista hopp, av tro, att en dag ska de öppna ögonen och den ska bli sann.

You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true.

All these things have you said of beauty.
Yet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied,
And beauty is not a need but an ecstasy.
It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth,
But rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted.
It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear,
But rather an image you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears.
It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw,
But rather a garden for ever in bloom and a flock of angels for ever in flight.
People of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
But you are life and you are the veil.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are eternity and your are the mirror.

Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931)

Kahlil Gibran

Say: Tell me, if Allah were to make the night to continue incessantly on you till the day of resurrection, who is the god besides Allah that could bring you light? Do you not then hear? / Say: Tell me, if Allah were to make the day to continue incessantly on you till the day of resurrection, who is the god besides Allah that could bring you the night in which you take rest? Do you not then see? / And out of His mercy He has made for you the night and the day, that you may rest therein, and that you may seek of His grace, and that you may give thanks.

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