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You Are Tired (I Think) You are tired, (I think) Of the always puzzle of living and doing; And so am I. Come with me, then, And we'll leave it far and far away— (Only you and I, understand!) You have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired of things that break, and— Just tired. So am I.
You Are Tired (I Think) by ee cummings
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Because I could not stop for Death
" Because I could not stop for Death " is a lyric poem by Emily Dickinson first published posthumously in Poems: Series 1 in 1890. The poem is about Death . Dickinson personifies him (death) as a gentleman caller who takes a leisuirely carriage ride with the poet to her grave.Commonsense
The Quick 10: 10 Things You Probably Didn’t Know About <em>Harry Potter</em>
With Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince coming out in the U.S. later this week, it's time to out myself as a Slytherin Supporter. Maybe you already knew that. Nothing against Gryffindors - I'm no Voldemort or anything - but I always tend to like the villains a little more than the do-gooders.Exercises for Fiction Writers - Page 2
English 50 – Intro to Creative Writing: Exercises for Story Writers More Exercises: Write the first 250 words of a short story, but write them in ONE SENTENCE.Why New Year’s Resolutions Are Complete Bullshit
“Turn the page of the calendar, watch the ball drop, pop the cork of the champagne, and everything changes.” It took me less than twelve hours to hate-fuck myself into oblivion this year. It took only twelve hours to break my first resolution this time around—twelve short, insignificant hours to mortar and pestle a year’s worth of expectation into a line of disenchantment so thick and potent that Keith Richards would shake his head dismissively before declining. “No thanks,” he’d say, walking toward the door and throwing his coat over his shoulder, “I gave China white its name at an orgy in Beijing, but I’m no fool.” And then he’d be gone. But me?The term “black ice” is a misnomer. Nothing about the thin layer of ice that forms on roadways when condensation from automotive exhausts freezes is black in any way. If black ice was actually black it would be less dangerous, because in cloaking the medians and texture of asphalt with a solid sheet of black it would provide drivers with a visual alert as to the imminent hazard awaiting them. In actuality, black ice is completely clear, meaning that motorists traversing the Saint Anthony Falls Bridge in Minneapolis during winter are at an increased risk for vehicular accidents, because unlike snowfall, rain, and fog—which announce their intentions to cause harm ostentatiously—no one sees black ice in time.

