Petit Albert

Quand tu n'te sens plus chatte
Et que tu deviens chienne
Et qu'à l'appel du loup
Tu brises enfin tes chaînes
Quand ton premier soupir
Se finit dans un cri
Quand c'est moi qui dis non
Quand c'est toi qui dit oui

Youth, Joy, Jazz, Neckers, Petters, White Kisses, Red Kisses, Rollicking Dances, Riotous Flirtations, Flapperism on a Spree, Pleasure Mad Daughters, Sensation Craving Mothers

:'(

If you're so funny
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
And if you're so clever
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
If you're so very entertaining
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
If you're so very good-looking
Why do you sleep alone tonight ?

No Man is an Island

No Man is an Island

No man is an island entire of itself; every man

is a piece of the continent, a part of the main;

if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe

is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as

well as any manner of thy friends or of thine

own were; any man's death diminishes me,

because I am involved in mankind.

And therefore never send to know for whom

the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

No man is an Iland, intire of itselfe; every man

is a peece of the Continent, a part of the maine;

if a Clod bee washed away by the Sea, Europe

is the lesse, as well as if a Promontorie were, as

well as if a Manor of thy friends or of thine

owne were; any mans death diminishes me,

because I am involved in Mankinde;

And therefore never send to know for whom

the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.

MEDITATION XVII

Devotions upon Emergent Occasions

John Donne