~ Slavic bohemian saying ... It can apply to young man as recycled teenagers do not have monopoky on ideas
And if a lowly singer dries one tear,
Or soothes one humble human heart in pain,
Be sure his homely verse to God is dear,
And not one stanza has been sung in vain...
Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friend's face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir,"…. "Jim died today."
And that's what we get, and deserve in the end:
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
Charles Hanson Towne Poems based on Topics: Life, Man, Faces, Friendship, Name,Fool
“Always do it in the daytime, because at night your heart takes over. Take her to lunch, to a very chic place like Le Pavillon or The Colony, where she will see famous people and where it is against all the rules to cry or scream or throw crockery. Buy her a big drink, and then tell her that the train has reached Chicago and you’re getting off at Chicago and you’re getting off at Chicago. Tell her you’re not the marrying kind, but she deserves a home and kids and candlelight. Tell her she’s the most wonderful woman you’ve ever known. Then buy her a great lunch, and let her absorb the news as she eats. Afterward, you can walk out into the sunshine a free man. It never fails.”
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When it comes to food, color is money ...
When it comes to food, color is money ...
“Always do it in the daytime, because at night your heart takes over. Take her to lunch, to a very chic place like Le Pavillon or The Colony, where she will see famous people and where it is against all the rules to cry or scream or throw crockery. Buy her a big drink, and then tell her that the train has reached Chicago and you’re getting off at Chicago and you’re getting off at Chicago. Tell her you’re not the marrying kind, but she deserves a home and kids and candlelight. Tell her she’s the most wonderful woman you’ve ever known. Then buy her a great lunch, and let her absorb the news as she eats. Afterward, you can walk out into the sunshine a free man. It never fails.”
James T. Aubrey (quoted in Richard Oulahan and William Lambert, “The Tyrant’s Fall That Rocked the TV World,” Life, Sept. 10, 1965)