Poetry is the impish

Poetry is the impish

Poetry is the impish attempt to paint the colour of the wind.

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Hearme, my chiefs!

Hearme, my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun nowstands, I will fight no more forever.

Grantgraciously what

Grantgraciously what you cannot refuse safely and conciliate those you cannotconquer.

No battle is more

No battle is more sorely lost that the one not fought

Timinghas a lot to

Timinghas a lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance.

The sole advantage

The sole advantage of power is that you can do more good.

Only hethat has traveled

Only hethat has traveled the road knows where the holes are deep.

I have discovered

I have discovered the art of deceiving diplomats. I speakthe truth, and they never believe me.

A man's ruin lies

A man's ruin lies in his tongue.

Bythree methods

Bythree methods we may learn wisdom: first, by reflection, which is noblest;second, imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is thebitterest.

Never ask a barber

Never ask a barber if you need a haircut.

Thegreatest glory in

Thegreatest glory in living lies not in never falling,but in rising every time we fall.

If you climb up a tree, you must climb down the same tree.

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