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	<pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 07:05:31 -0800</pubDate>
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Nov., 8<br />
2009</font><font size="3"><font face="bookman old style"><font color="#003366"><br />
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<i><b>On this day in 1912, </b></i></font> <font size="5"><font face="garamond"><font color="#95100d">George Bernard Shaw </font><font size="3"><font face="bookman old style"><font color="#003366"> wrote the following letter to English actress<font size="5"><font face="garamond"><font color="#95100d"> Stella Campbell:</font><br />
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<br /><a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.stumbleupon.com/to/4RKVtw/en.wikiquote.org/wiki/George_Bernard_Shaw/t:4af7cf7cec6a8;src:blog"><img style="border:double 3px gray; float:left; margin-left:0em; margin-right:2em; margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:2em; padding:0000;" border="0" width="144" height="201" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/51/Shaw.jpg/144px-Shaw.jpg" /></a>Stella, Stella<br />
Shut your ears tight against this blarneying Irish liar and actor. Read no more of his letters. He will fill his fountain pen with your heart's blood, and sell your most sacred emotions on the stage.    He is treacherous as only an Irishman can be: he adores you with one eye and sees you with the other as a calculated utility. He has been recklessly trying to please you, to delight you, to persuade you to carry him up to heaven for a moment (he is trying to do it now); and when you have done it, he will run away and give it all to the mob.  Oh dont, dont, DONT fall in love with him; but dont grudge him the joy he finds in being in love with you, and writing all sorts of wild but heartfelt exquisite lies - lies, lies, lies, lies - to you, his adoredest.<br />
G.B.S.<br />
<br /><a target="_new" href="http://www.stumbleupon.com/to//www.stumbleupon.com/favorites/reviews/t:4af7cf7cec6a8;src:blog"><img style="border:double 3px gray; float:left; margin-left:0em; margin-right:2em; margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:2em; padding:0000;" border="0" width="144" height="198" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/b/b8/MrsPatrickCampbell-pre1897.jpg/144px-MrsPatrickCampbell-pre1897.jpg" /></a>In 1914, Stella Campbell played the role of Eliza Doolittle in Shaw's play Pygmalion when it made its London debut. He'd written the play several years earlier  for her, specifically , but the London production was held up due to injuries she sustained in a car accident. So Pygmalion first opened in Vienna in 1913, in a German version that Shaw translated himself. When Campbell played Eliza Doolittle on opening night in London, she was 49 years old.<br />
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The correspondence between Stella (Mrs. Patrick Campbell) and Shaw lasted for 40 years, from 1899 to 1939.<br />
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	<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 06:35:19 -0800</pubDate>
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<b>Learn </b>to get in touch with the silence within yourself, and know that everything in life has purpose. There are no mistakes, no coincidences, all events are blessings given to us to learn from.<br />
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	<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 23:58:38 -0700</pubDate>
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Sappho</font><font face="palatino linotype"><font color="#003300"><font size="2"><br />
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Called <i><b>"the tenth Muse"</b></i> by Plato, Sappho either invented <br />
or refined the meter of her day, now known as "Sapphic" meter.<br />
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You Will Need<br />
A toga<br />
A lyre<br />
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Extra Credit<br />
Recite fragments of poems from memory, as in ancient times:<i><b> "I feel that / death has <br />
come near me."</b></i><br />
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<font size="3"><font face="palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, serif"><font color="mediumblue">[Like the very gods]   	  <br />
by Sappho<br />
Edited by Richard Lattimore<br />
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Like the very gods in my sight is he who <br />
sits where he can look in your eyes, who listens<br />
close to you, to hear the soft voice, its sweetness<br />
          murmur in love and<br />
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laughter, all for him. But it breaks my spirit; <br />
underneath my breast all the heart is shaken. <br />
Let me only glance where you are, the voice dies,<br />
          I can say nothing,<br />
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but my lips are stricken to silence, under-<br />
neath my skin the tenuous flame suffuses;<br />
nothing shows in front of my eyes, my ears are<br />
          muted in thunder.<br />
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And the sweat breaks running upon me, fever<br />
Shakes my body, paler I turn than grass is;<br />
I can feel that I have been changed, I feel that<br />
          death has come near me.<br />
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	<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 22:41:58 -0700</pubDate>
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<b>"Love </b>is the only bow on Life's dark cloud. It is<b><i> the morning and the evening star.</i></b> It shines upon the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is<i> the mother of art,</i><b><i> inspirer of poet, patriot and philosopher.</i></b> It is<i><b> the air and light of every heart</b></i> --<i> builder of every home,</i> kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was<i><b> the first to dream of immortality.</b></i> It fills the world with melody -- for music is the voice of love. <b>Love</b> is the magician, the enchanter, that <i>changes worthless things to Joy, </i>and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, <b>earth is heaven, and we are gods."</b><br />
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Quote by:<br />
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Robert G. Ingersoll<br />
(1833-1899) American political leader, orator<br />
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Orthodoxy (1884)<br />
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I believe that two people are connected at the heart, and it doesn't matter what you do, or who you are or where you live; there are no boundaries or barriers if two people are destined to be together.</font><br />
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	<pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 10:11:02 -0700</pubDate>
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"I am in love - and, my God, it's the greatest thing that can happen to a man. I tell you, find a woman you can fall in love with. Do it. Let yourself fall in love, if you haven't done so already. You are wasting your life."<br />
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When troubles come your soul to try<br />
      You love the friend who just stands by.<br />
      Perhaps there's nothing he or she can do<br />
      The thing is strictly up to you.<br />
      For there are troubles all your own<br />
      And paths the soul must tread alone.<br />
      Times when love can't smooth the road<br />
      Nor friendship lift the heavy load.<br />
      But just to feel you have a friend<br />
      Who will stand by until the end.<br />
      Whose sympathy through all endures<br />
      Whose warm handclasp is always yours.<br />
      It helps somehow to pull you through<br />
      Although there's nothing he or she can do.<br />
      And so with fervent heart we cry...<br />
      God Bless the friend who just stands by.<br />
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<font color="#ff9900">&#9835;</font>   <font color="#ff9900">&#9835;</font>   <font color="#ff9900">&#9835;</font><br />
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		<p><br /><br /><center><center style="margin:3px 5px 3px 6px; width:492px; text-align:justify; display:block;"><br /><br /><font size="4"><font face="courier new"> About Marriage</font><br /><br /><a rel="nofollow" target="_new" href="http://www.stumbleupon.com/to//www.flickr.com/photos/26307644@N08/3957402411/t:4af7cf7cec6a8;src:blog" title="98rcqwwhite rose by f.alexand, on Flickr"><img style="border:solid 0px white; float:left; margin-left:0em; margin-right:2em; margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:2em; padding:0000;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2426/3957402411_3db450f6aa_m.jpg" width="240" height="217" alt="98rcqwwhite rose" /></a><br /><br /><font size="4"><font face="courier new"><br />
Today's <br />
Dialogue Question</font><br />
<font face="georgia"><font size="3"><br />
  	   Falling Stars<br />
<br />
	When was the last time we sat and watched falling stars together? How does my answer make me feel? <br />
<br /><font size="4"><font face="courier new">Today's <br />
Marriage Quote</font></font></font></font></font></font></center><center style="margin:3px 5px 3px 6px; width:390px; text-align:justify; display:block;"><font face="georgia"><font size="3"><br />
  	  Amy Bloom:<br />
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    Love at first sight is easy to understand; it's when two people have been looking at each other for a lifetime that it becomes a miracle.<br />
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Today's <br />
Dialogue Question</font><br />
<font face="georgia"><font size="3"><br />
  	  Planning For Our Future<br />
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	       How do I feel <br />
about planning for our future?<br />
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<br /><font size="4"><font face="courier new">Today's <br />
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  	  Matthew Broderick<br />
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	       "We love each other and let the other person be themselves, We don't try to convince the other to be something that they're not."<br />
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<br /><br /><br /><br /><center><center style="margin:3px 5px 3px 6px; width:496px; text-align:justify; display"><font size="2"><font face="courier new">Keat's letters to Fanny Brawne are among the most famous love letters ever written.As next door neighbours they exchaned numerous short notes, and occasionally more passionate ones(from the letter)</font><br />
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My sweet Fanny, will your heart never change?  My love, will it?  I have no limit now to my love - You note came in just here - I cannot be happier away from you - 'T is richer than an Argosy of Pearles.  Do not threat me even in jest. I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion - I have shudder'd at it - I shudder no more - I could be martyr'd for my Religion -        Love is my religion -        I could die for that - I could die for you.         My Creed is Love        and you are its only tenet - You have ravish'd me away by a Power I cannot resist: and yet I could resist till I saw you; and even since I have seen you I have endeavoured often      "to reason against the reasons of my Love."       I can do that no more - the pain would be too great -<b>        My Love is selfish - I cannot breathe without you.</b><br />
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<b>Yours for ever<br />
John Keats</b></font><br />
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