The Cure At Troy Quotes

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Now it’s high watermark and floodtide in the heart and time to go. The sea-nymphs in the spray will be the chorus now. What’s left to say? Suspect too much sweet-talk but never close your mind. It was a fortunate wind that blew me here. I leave half-ready to believe that a crippled trust might walk and the half-true rhyme is love.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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Believe that a further shore is reachable from here.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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People so staunch and true, they're fixated, Shining with self-regard like polished stones. And their whole life spent admiring themselves For their own long-suffering. Licking their wounds And flashing them around like decorations. I hate it, I always hated it, and I am A part of it myself.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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History says, Don't hope On this side of the grave, But then, once in a lifetime The longed-for tidal wave Of justice can rise up And hope and history rhyme.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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we perish because we follow other men's examples: we should be cured of this if we were to disengage ourselves from the herd;
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Seneca (Seneca Six Pack (Illustrated): On the Happy Life, Letters from a Stoic Vol I, Medea, On Leisure, The Daughters of Troy and The Stoic (Six Pack Classics Book 4))
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Let me educate you In one short sentence. War has an appetite For human goodness but it won’t touch the bad.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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The gods do grant immunity, you see, To everybody except the true and the just.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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Human beings suffer. They torture one another They get hurt and they get hard. No poem or play or song Can fully right a wrong Inflicted and endured. History says, Don't hope On this side of the grave, But then, once in a lifetime The longed-for tidal wave Of justice can rise up And hope and history rhyme. So hope for a great sea-change On the far side of revenge. Believe that a farther shore Is reachable from here. Believe in miracles And cures and healing wells. Call miracle self-healing, The utter self-revealing Double-take of feeling. If there's fire on the mountain And lightening and storm And a god speaks from the sky That means someone is hearing The outcry and the birth-cry Of new life at its term. It means once in a lifetime That justice can rise up And hope and history rhyme.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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Terrible times. I managed to come through But I never healed. My whole life has been Just one long cruel parody.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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War has an appetite For human goodness but it won't touch the bad.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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History says, Don't hope On this side of the grave. But then, once in a lifetime The longed-for tidal wave Of justice can rise up, And hope and history rhyme.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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There’s a whole economy of kindness Possible in the world; befriend a friend And the chance of it’s increased and multiplied.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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Life is shaky. Never, son, forget How risky and slippy things are in this world. Walk easy when the jug's full, and don't ever Take your luck for granted. Count your blessings And always be ready to pity other people.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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How am I to keep on praising gods If they keep disappointing me, and never Match the good on my side with their good?
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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Candour before canniness. Doing the right thing And not just saying it.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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Human beings suffer, They torture one another, They get hurt and get hard. No poem or play or song Can fully right a wrong Inflicted and endured.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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Private property is the fundamental evil the communist revolution claims that it will cure, and its destruction will bring about the communist utopia. Since police protect private property according to β€œcapitalist” laws, they must be attacked, defunded,
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Troy E. Nehls (The Big Fraud: What Democrats Don’t Want You to Know about January 6, the 2020 Election, and a Whole Lot Else)
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Human beings suffer, They torture one another, They get hurt and get hard. No poem or play or song Can fully right a wrong Inflicted and endured. History says, don’t hope On this side of the grave. But then, once in a lifetime The longed-for tidal wave Of justice can rise up, And hope and history rhyme. So hope for a great sea-change On the far side of revenge. Believe that a farther shore Is reachable from here. Believe in miracles And cures and healing wells. Call miracle self-healing: The utter, self-revealing Double-take of feeling. If there’s fire on the mountain And lightning and storm And a god speaks from the sky That means someone is hearing The outcry and the birth-cry Of new life at its term. It means once in a lifetime That justice can rise up And hope and history rhyme.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)
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the plan was a scheme to bilk money from the investors in return for selling them Louisiana. Law was given a monopoly on trade, as well. Later, when it turned out that Law’s company was merely a large confidence game, many of the settlers decided to ignore this and stay on. During the first year of Law’s operation, he decided that a town should be founded at a spot that could be reached from both Lake Pontchartrain and the Mississippi River. In 1718, this town became La Nouvelle Orleans. Development of the city began that year, but work was slow, thanks to brutal heat and the rising and falling waters of the Mississippi. There was talk of moving the city because of the danger of flooding, so levees were constructed, which spread out as the city and the plantations of the area grew. But rising water was not the only danger that could be found at the mouth of the Mississippi. In many early documents, writers spoke of the monsters that dwelt in the murky waters, and the Indian legends told of gigantic beasts that waited to spring upon unwary travelers. β€œMay God preserve us from the crocodiles!” wrote Father Louis Hennepin. Meanwhile, John Law was having problems holding up his end of the bargain that he made with the French. In order to get his money, he had promised his investors that he would have a colony of six thousand settlers and three thousand slaves by 1727. His problem, however, was a shortage of women. The colony’s governor, Jean-Baptiste Le Moyne, Sieur de Bienville, wrote, β€œThe white men are running in the woods after the Indian girls.” About 1720, one solution to cure the shortage of women arrived when the jails of Paris were emptied of prostitutes. The ladies of the evening were given a choice: serve their term in prison or become a colonist in Louisiana. Those who chose the New World quickly became the wives of the men most starved for female companionship. The prisons also served as a source for male colonists. Many thieves, vagabonds, deserters and smugglers also chose to come to Louisiana to avoid prison time. They made for strange company when mixed with aristocrats, indicted for some wrongdoing or another, who also chose New Orleans over the Bastille. New Orleans also lacked education and medical care. Despairing over the conditions, Governor Bienville coaxed the sisters of Ursuline to come from France and assist the new city. The first Ursulines arrived in 1727 and set to work caring for orphans, operating
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Troy Taylor (Haunted New Orleans: History & Hauntings of the Crescent City (Haunted America))
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My love for Troy Brennan wasn’t romantic or sweetβ€”it was violent and needy. It was a cancer, spreading inside my body, multiplying into hundreds and thousands of new cells with every beat of my heart. No chemotherapy, no miracle cure. Every heartbeat, I slipped a little more. Drowned a little deeper. Fell a little further into the bottomless ocean of feelings for him.
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L.J. Shen (Sparrow)
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And hope and history rhyme.
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Seamus Heaney (The Cure at Troy: A Version of Sophocles' Philoctetes)