"Sex appeal is something that you feel deep down inside. It's suggested rather than shown."
"Men say women are more jealous, but men are just as jealous if they're in love with women."
"I don't need a bedroom to prove my womanliness. I can convey just as much sex appeal picking apples off of a tree or standing in the rain."
[IF]
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
--Rudyard Kipling
Words of Wisdom
Throughout America's adventure in free government, our basic purposes have been to keep the peace; to foster progress in human achievement, and to enhance liberty, dignity and integrity among people and among nations. To strive for less would be unworthy of a free and religious people. Any failure traceable to arrogance or our lack of comprehension or readiness to sacrifice would inflict upon us grievous hurt both at home and abroad.
Progress toward noble goals is persistently threatened by the conflict now engulfing the world. It commands our whole attention, absorbs our very beings. We face a hostile ideology -- global in scope, atheistic in character, ruthless in purpose, and insidious in method. Unhappily the danger it poses promises to be of indefinite duration. To meet it successfully, there is called for, not so much the emotional and transitory sacrifices of crisis, but rather those which enable us to carry forward steadily, surely, and without complaint the burdens of a prolonged and complex struggle -- with liberty the stake. Only thus shall we remain, despite every provocation, on our charted course toward permanent peace and human betterment.
Down the long lane of the history yet to be written America knows that this world of ours, ever growing smaller, must avoid becoming a community of dreadful fear and hate, and be instead, a proud confederation of mutual trust and respect.
Such a confederation must be one of equals. The weakest must come to the conference table with the same confidence as we do, protected as we are by our moral, economic, and military strength. That table, though scarred by many past frustrations, cannot be abandoned for the certain agony of the battlefield.
Disarmament, with mutual honor and confidence, is a continuing imperative. Together we must learn how to compose differences, not with arms, but with intellect and decent purpose.
Music evokes such deep emotion in me...
I am loving Corinne Bailey Rae......
I wait for you. I don't know why. All I know is I can't hide. At this temperature you could take over my mind. Like gossamer, you softly touch. He draws me in, I'm powerless. He possesses an enchantment. Tell me I'm forgiven. He calls, I don't know how I fell nder his spell. Lately I've been driven. He smiles, an enchantment.
I wait for you. I'm mesmerized. This love is like a potion in disguise. I'd tightrope walk with a blindfold on my eyes. I can't escape, or so it seems. I'd run away, he's in my dreams. He possesses an enchantment. Tell me I'm forgiven. He calls, don't know how I fell under his spell. Lately, I've been driven. He smiles, an enchantment.
It's the kind of sleepwalk that never ends. A type of loan with no dividends. It's a parlour game where you're giving chase. Guess it could be called an acquired taste. I know, he knows. He calls. I go. I know this could be an enchantment. Why don't you tell me I'm forgiven? He calls, don't know how I fell under his spell. I'm forgiven..lately I've been driven. He smiles and I give in, an enchantment.
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