Tuesday, February 26, 2008

5:17:00 PM by headhunter · 1 comments

O take my hand, dear Father, and lead Thou me,
Till at my journey's ending I dwell with Thee.
Alone I cannot wander one single day,
So do Thou guide my footsteps on life's rough way.

O cover with Thy mercy my poor, weak heart,
Lest I in joy or sorrow from Thee depart.
Permit Thy child to linger here at Thy feet,
Thy goodness blindly trusting with faith complete.

Though oft Thy power but faintly may stir my soul,
With Thee, my Light in darkness, I reach the goal.
Take then my hand, dear Father, and lead Thou me,
Till at my journey's ending I dwell with Thee.

5:17:00 PM by headhunter · 1 comments

O take my hand, dear Father, and lead Thou me,
Till at my journey's ending I dwell with Thee.
Alone I cannot wander one single day,
So do Thou guide my footsteps on life's rough way.

O cover with Thy mercy my poor, weak heart,
Lest I in joy or sorrow from Thee depart.
Permit Thy child to linger here at Thy feet,
Thy goodness blindly trusting with faith complete.

Though oft Thy power but faintly may stir my soul,
With Thee, my Light in darkness, I reach the goal.
Take then my hand, dear Father, and lead Thou me,
Till at my journey's ending I dwell with Thee.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

words beginning with "T"

9:42:00 PM by headhunter · 2 comments
Tang Teuh Tou Tai Tung Tun Tak Tak TangTel TohTanTilhTelh

TunThangTaTe Thum Tui Tawi Tai Ta Tan Tan.

will be continued...

see ya

Zobawm

Friday, February 1, 2008

5:07:00 PM by headhunter · 1 comments

Sayings and Quotes

The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.

A wise man does not need advice and a fool won't take it.

Artificial Intelligence is no match for Natural Stupidity.

He who can, does. He who can't, teaches.

Life becomes useless and insipid when we have no longer either friends or enemies.

It is better to stay silent and be thought a fool, than to open one's mouth and remove all doubt.

Teamwork...means never having to take all the blame yourself.

I no longer have the fear of being alone. It's cool to find out that you don't need a boyfriend to be happy.

Never put off until tomorrow what you can avoid all together.

If you don't know where you're going how do you expect to get there ?

Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.

Being cool, is not trying to be cool.

A smile is the lighting system of the face, the cooling system of the head and the heating system of the heart.

That's the secret to life... replace one worry with another...

It's faith in something and enthusiasm for something that makes life worth living.

A friend is someone who has the same enemies you have.

The chief danger in life is that you may take too many precautions.

The world belongs to the enthusiast who keeps cool.

Wisdom begins in wonder.

Bacteria is sometimes the only culture some people have.

Aim Low, Reach Your Goals, Avoid Disappointment.

To bear failure with courage is the best proof of character that anyone can give.

Having one child makes you a parent; having two makes you a referee.

Being yourself is being the person everyone else wants you to be.

The wisest mind has something yet to learn.

If you want truly to understand something, try to change it.

Be of use, but don't be used.

Winners never quit and quitters never win.

When in doubt, consult your inner child if it doesn't come naturally, leave it.

Why is abbreviation such a long word ?

Sports do not build character. They reveal it.

Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.

A conclusion is simply the place where you got tired of thinking.

Be nice to your kids . . . they'll be the ones choosing your nursing home.

Speak softly and carry a big stick, you will go far.

I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.

It's good to be clever, but not to show it.

God is clever, but not dishonest.

A word to the wise ain't necessary -- it's the stupid ones that need the advice.

To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.

They have to be clever, cunning, imaginative, dogged and wily, whereas society merely has to lean its weight a little.

To be clever enough to get all that money, one must be stupid enough to want it.

Remember that time is money.

Copying from a single source is called plagiarism, copying from multiple source is called research.

Always forgive your enemies, but never forget their names.

If you're not very clever you should be conciliatory.

Two things are infinite : the universe and human stupidity; I'm not sure about the universe.

Money can't buy you happiness, but it does bring you a more pleasant form of misery.

Patience is not a virtue, it is a waste of time.

Fish and visitors smell in three days.

Try not to become a man of success but rather to become a man of value.

A lawyer with a briefcase can steal more than a thousand men with guns.

Nothing shows a man's character more than what he laughs at.

I should keep my words soft and sweet in case I have to eat them.

Pressure makes diamonds.

Between thought and expression lies a lifetime.

The hardest thing in the world to understand is the income tax.

You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back.

Without a rich heart, wealth is an ugly beggar.

Life is like a dream, sometimes it is good and somtimes it is bad, but in the end it is over.

One thing I can give and still keep: my word.

5:02:00 PM by headhunter · 1 comments
This poem really touhes me and reminds me of my mom who work in a field like this solitary reaper. Here the poem Wordsworth writes "Long after it was heard no more" but as for me, every moment of my mom always remained inside me.
The Solitary Reaper
BEHOLD her, single in the field,
Yon solitary Highland Lass!
Reaping and singing by herself;
Stop here, or gently pass!
Alone she cuts and binds the grain, 5
And sings a melancholy strain;
O listen! for the Vale profound
Is overflowing with the sound.
No Nightingale did ever chaunt
More welcome notes to weary bands 10
Of travellers in some shady haunt,
Among Arabian sands:
A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard
In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,
Breaking the silence of the seas 15
Among the farthest Hebrides.
Will no one tell me what she sings?
Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow
For old, unhappy, far-off things,
And battles long ago: 20
Or is it some more humble lay,
Familiar matter of to-day?
Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,
That has been, and may be again?
Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang 25
As if her song could have no ending;
I saw her singing at her work,
And o'er the sickle bending;
I listen'd, motionless and still;
And, as I mounted up the hill, 30
The music in my heart I bore,
Long after it was heard no more.
William Wordsworth
5:02:00 PM by headhunter · 1 comments
This poem really touhes me and reminds me of my mom who work in a field like this solitary reaper. Here the poem Wordsworth writes "Long after it was heard no more" but as for me, every moment of my mom always remained inside me.
The Solitary Reaper
BEHOLD her, single in the field,
Yon solitary Highland Lass!
Reaping and singing by herself;
Stop here, or gently pass!
Alone she cuts and binds the grain, 5
And sings a melancholy strain;
O listen! for the Vale profound
Is overflowing with the sound.
No Nightingale did ever chaunt
More welcome notes to weary bands 10
Of travellers in some shady haunt,
Among Arabian sands:
A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard
In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,
Breaking the silence of the seas 15
Among the farthest Hebrides.
Will no one tell me what she sings?
Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow
For old, unhappy, far-off things,
And battles long ago: 20
Or is it some more humble lay,
Familiar matter of to-day?
Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,
That has been, and may be again?
Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang 25
As if her song could have no ending;
I saw her singing at her work,
And o'er the sickle bending;
I listen'd, motionless and still;
And, as I mounted up the hill, 30
The music in my heart I bore,
Long after it was heard no more.
William Wordsworth
4:51:00 PM by headhunter · 1 comments
photos, about me,
WHERE the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
by- Rabindranath Tagore