I could have been a sailor, could have been a cook A real live lover, could have been a book. I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock. I could be Here and now I would be, I should be But how? I could have been One of these things first I could have been One of these things first.
I could have been your pillar, could have been your door I could have stayed beside you, could have stayed for more. Could have been your statue, could have been your friend, A whole long lifetime could have been the end. I could be yours so true I would be, I should be through and through I could have been One of these things first I could have been One of these things first.
I could have been a whistle, could have been a flute A real live giver, could have been a boot. I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock. I could be even here I would be, I should be so near I could have been One of these things first I could have been One of these things first.
VENUS TRANSIT: TOUGH LOVE
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Astronomers and astrologists alike are excited about the Venus transit on
June 5/6. While the scientists analyse the mechanics of planets moving
around t...
Return to the Sojourn
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In the city we were a secret. So we drove away one night with guns, rum,
four days and our two bodies to bother, both quietly thrilled with our
audacity. ...
Bertrand Russell on teaching
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1. Do not feel absolutely certain of anything.
2. Do not think it worth while to proceed by concealing evidence, for
the evidence is sure to c...
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