Bradley Whitford. Motivational Life Love Hope. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. Steve Jobs. Inspirational Life Work Love. Success is no accident. It is hard work, perseverance, learning, studying, sacrifice and most of all, love of what you are doing or learning to do.
Work Hard Work Love Success. Love yourself for who you are, and trust me, if you are happy from within, you are the most beautiful person, and your smile is your best asset. Ileana D'Cruz. Smile Love Beautiful Best. A good teacher can inspire hope, ignite the imagination, and instill a love of learning. Brad Henry. Teacher Love Good Learning Hope.
Love myself I do. Not everything, but I love the good as well as the bad.
I love my crazy lifestyle, and I love my hard discipline. I love my freedom of speech and the way my eyes get dark when I'm tired. I love that I have learned to trust people with my heart, even if it will get broken.
I am proud of everything that I am and will become. Johnny Weir. Love Myself Eyes Good.
Peace is the beauty of life. It is sunshine. It is the smile of a child, the love of a mother, the joy of a father, the togetherness of a family. It is the advancement of man, the victory of a just cause, the triumph of truth.
Menachem Begin. Life Smile Love Family.
Being a father has been, without a doubt, my greatest source of achievement, pride and inspiration. Fatherhood has taught me about unconditional love, reinforced the importance of giving back and taught me how to be a better person.
Naveen Jain. Love Achievement Me Father.
I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars. Og Mandino. Inspirational Love Light Me. We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone. A few years ago, not having sung it for some time, I decided to try it in a major key—for me, transforming the song and bringing it to life. Anyway, here's the result.
She commented:. This was one of the first Appalachian songs I learned and sang over fifty years ago. I still feel it is one of the most beautiful songs I know, and I'd guarded it jealously over the years. I suggested it to Kieron for this album, because I knew he could be entrusted to do it justice.
They commented:. Many songs of women wronged in love seem to be full of self-pity, but the woman in this song seems to possess an inner strength despite her heartbreak. He commented in his liner notes:. This is a traditional Appalachian ballad that seems to be closely derived from an English ballad of a similar theme and feel, as so many are. It crops up in lots of different guises in many different publications, in particular Cecil Sharp's Folk Songs of English Origin collected in the Appalachian Mountains.
I tried to somehow work into the performance the huge range of emotions inherent in the text. To me, it's a short but moving ballad. They noted:. The notes on that record say that it was collected in this shortened lyrical form by Cecil Sharp from Mr Jeff Stockton of Flag Pond, Tennessee, in Come in, come in, you old true love, And chat for a while with me, For it's been three-quarters of a long year or more Since I spoke one word to thee.
I shan't come in, I shan't sit down, I ain't got a moment's time, And since you are engaged with another true love Then your heart is no longer mine. When you were mine, my old true love, And your head lay on my breast, You could make me believe by the falling of your arm That the sun rose up in the west. There is many the star shall jingle in the west, There is many the leaf below, There is many the damn that shall light upon a man For treating a poor girl so.
I wish to the Lord I'd never been born Or had died when I was young, Then I never would have mourned for my old true love, Nor have courted no other one. Come in, come in, you old true love, Won't you chat for a while with me, For it's been three-quarters of a long year or more Since I spoke one word to thee. No, I shan't come in, no, I won't sit down, For I don't have a moment's time, And since you are now engaged with another true love Then your heart is no longer mine.
But when you were mine, my own true love, And your head lay upon my breast, You could make me believe all by the falling of your arm That the sun rose up in the west. Now there's many's the star shall jingle in the west, And it's many the leaves all below, And there's many's the damn that shall light upon a man For treating a poor girl so.
Now I wish to the Lord I'd never been born Or had died when I was young, Then I never would have mourned for my own true love, Nor have courted no other one. As I walked out one May morning To hear the birds sing sweet, I sat my back to a garden wall And watched two lovers meet. You courted me, was what she said, You got me to comply, You courted me with a merry mood All night with you to lie. And when your heart was mine, false love, And your head lay on my breast You could make me believe, by the fall of your arm, That the sun rose in the west.
My parents they have brought me up Like a small bird in a cage, And now I am with child by you, Not fifteen years of age. There's many's a girl can go about And hear the birds sing sweet, While I poor girl must stop at home And rock the cradle and weep.