Sunday, January 12, 2003
OEM versus Upgrade
Knowledge like timber shouldn't be mush use till they are seasoned.
The man who has accomplished all that he thinks worthwhile has begun to die.
There is nothing so annoying as a good example!!
Everyone complains of the badness of his memory, but nobody of his judgment.
He that waits upon fortune, is never sure of a dinner.
Man is the only animal that blushes -- or needs to.
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.
When a man has once loved a woman, he will do anything for her, except continue to love her.
I do not know the American gentleman, God forgive me for putting two such words together.
Without goals, and plans to reach them, you are like a ship that has set sail with no destination.
When buying and selling are controlled by legislation, the first things to be bought and sold are legislators.
Hasten slowly and ye shall soon arrive.
A dose of poison can do its work but once. A bad book can go on poisoning minds for generations.
Wednesday, January 01, 2003
Pictures
Hello! I am tired today. I am nice girl that would like to chat with you. Email me at hxcl@mailmessageonline.info only, because I am writing not from my personal email. To see some pictures of me.
Autocad ready to download
Out of the picture of life, as it were, out
Whiteness, those pediments that rise
XVIII. The Northeast and Northwest Passages
XI. Franklin's Last Voyage
Are muffled into silence that refuses
From there. Toward . . .
As if your absence now concluded long ago.
on their own little seat cushions, wearing soft caps
for a few weeks, statistics won't seem
She stretches a hand toward the toothy sleeper
XXI. Flying in the Arctic
Will sound, then the Lord's face will luminesce
I know,
As distant memories, through the fog-dimmed light,
It's snowing, it's returning to a town
Close at the end of distance the two Chose
"Now it's my turn to sing!"
Coextensive with everything? How could they know?
Palladio who beckons from the other shore,
Whiteness, those pediments that rise
XVIII. The Northeast and Northwest Passages
XI. Franklin's Last Voyage
Are muffled into silence that refuses
From there. Toward . . .
As if your absence now concluded long ago.
on their own little seat cushions, wearing soft caps
for a few weeks, statistics won't seem
She stretches a hand toward the toothy sleeper
XXI. Flying in the Arctic
Will sound, then the Lord's face will luminesce
I know,
As distant memories, through the fog-dimmed light,
It's snowing, it's returning to a town
Close at the end of distance the two Chose
"Now it's my turn to sing!"
Coextensive with everything? How could they know?
Palladio who beckons from the other shore,
