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William Blake

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit?

Or wilt thou go ask the Mole:

Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod?

Or Love in a golden bowl?

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One who, or that which, accelerates.

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She smiled.

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Charles Bukowski·1920–1994·Beat Generation
Now, each of you has a father, I’m sure. I think it would be 80 interesting if we found out what each of your fathers does for a living.We'll start with seat number one and we will go around the class. Now,Marie, what does your father do for a living?” “He’s a gardener.” “Ah, that’s nice! Seat number two...Andrew, what does your father do?” It was terrible. All the fathers in my immediate neighborhood had losttheir jobs. My father had lost his job. Gene’s father sat on his front porchall day. All the fathers were without jobs except Chuck’s who worked ina meat plant. He drove a red car with the meat company’s name on theside. “My father is a fireman,” said seat number two. “Ah, that’s interesting,” said Mrs. Fretag. “Seat number three.” “My father is a lawyer.” “Seat number four.” “My father is a...policeman...” What was I going to say? Maybe only the fathers in my neighborhoodwere without jobs. I’d heard of the stock market crash. It meant somethingbad. Maybe the stock market had only crashed in our neighborhood. “Seat number eighteen.” “My father is a movie actor...” Nineteen...” My father is a concert violinist...”Twenty...” My father works in the circus...”Twenty-one...” My father is a bus driver...”Twenty-two...” My father sings in the opera...”“Twenty-three...”