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Permalink Reply by Sean Noonan on January 10, 2011 at 2:30pm

Totally agree. There is no end to the extent in which I continue to put my foot in my mouth! Just as well we are all human really... LOL!

Callie Leah said:

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

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Permalink Reply by Sean Noonan on January 10, 2011 at 2:37pm

To live only for some future goal is shallow. It's the sides of the mountain that sustain life, not the top.
Robert M. Pirsig

Always have FUN!

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Permalink Reply by Sean Noonan on January 19, 2011 at 11:46am

Children are remarkable for their intelligence and ardor, for their curiosity, their intolerance of shams, the clarity and ruthlessness of their vision.
Aldous Huxley

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Permalink Reply by Callie Leah on January 23, 2011 at 2:46am

Exactly! It's insane how stupid or rude people can be sometimes! I mean, take me for example! I mess up every few hours, but I'm proud of it! :)

Sean Noonan said:

Totally agree. There is no end to the extent in which I continue to put my foot in my mouth! Just as well we are all human really... LOL!

Callie Leah said:

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

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Permalink Reply by Cassidy A. Young on January 29, 2011 at 3:55am

I LOVE THIS POEM!

IT COULDN’T BE DONE

BY EDGAR ALBERT GUEST

Somebody said that it couldn’t be done

      But he with a chuckle replied

That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one

      Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried.

So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin

      On his face. If he worried he hid it.

He started to sing as he tackled the thing

      That couldn’t be done, and he did it!

Somebody scoffed: “Oh, you’ll never do that;

      At least no one ever has done it;”

But he took off his coat and he took off his hat

      And the first thing we knew he’d begun it.

With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,

      Without any doubting or quiddit,

He started to sing as he tackled the thing

      That couldn’t be done, and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,

      There are thousands to prophesy failure,

There are thousands to point out to you one by one,

      The dangers that wait to assail you.

But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,

      Just take off your coat and go to it;

Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing

      That “cannot be done,” and you’ll do it.

 

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Permalink Reply by F. E. Lockyer on February 20, 2011 at 1:21pm

If there's a book you really want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it. ~Toni Morrison

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Permalink Reply by scribbler on February 22, 2011 at 6:12am

I like that. It's simple and profound at the same time. Thanks Florence. :)

Florence Lockyer said:

If there's a book you really want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it. ~Toni Morrison

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Permalink Reply by scribbler on February 22, 2011 at 6:14am

Cassidy, who wrote that, any idea? I think I heard this a long time ago and can't put my finger on where. :)

Cassidy A. Young said:

I LOVE THIS POEM!

IT COULDN’T BE DONE

BY EDGAR ALBERT GUEST

Somebody said that it couldn’t be done

      But he with a chuckle replied

That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one

      Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried.

So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin

      On his face. If he worried he hid it.

He started to sing as he tackled the thing

      That couldn’t be done, and he did it!

Somebody scoffed: “Oh, you’ll never do that;

      At least no one ever has done it;”

But he took off his coat and he took off his hat

      And the first thing we knew he’d begun it.

With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,

      Without any doubting or quiddit,

He started to sing as he tackled the thing

      That couldn’t be done, and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,

      There are thousands to prophesy failure,

There are thousands to point out to you one by one,

      The dangers that wait to assail you.

But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,

      Just take off your coat and go to it;

Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing

      That “cannot be done,” and you’ll do it.

 

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Permalink Reply by Cassidy A. Young on February 23, 2011 at 2:31am

Oops!  Sorry!  It was written by Edgar Albert Guest.

scribbler said:

Cassidy, who wrote that, any idea? I think I heard this a long time ago and can't put my finger on where. :)

Cassidy A. Young said:

I LOVE THIS POEM!

IT COULDN’T BE DONE

BY EDGAR ALBERT GUEST

Somebody said that it couldn’t be done

      But he with a chuckle replied

That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one

      Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried.

So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin

      On his face. If he worried he hid it.

He started to sing as he tackled the thing

      That couldn’t be done, and he did it!

Somebody scoffed: “Oh, you’ll never do that;

      At least no one ever has done it;”

But he took off his coat and he took off his hat

      And the first thing we knew he’d begun it.

With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,

      Without any doubting or quiddit,

He started to sing as he tackled the thing

      That couldn’t be done, and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,

      There are thousands to prophesy failure,

There are thousands to point out to you one by one,

      The dangers that wait to assail you.

But just buckle in with a bit of a grin,

      Just take off your coat and go to it;

Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing

      That “cannot be done,” and you’ll do it.

 

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