Jonathan ROBIN Quotes
Openly shared articulated harmony of individual ability to channel creative soul-song AWAY from the ego''
A finite succession of infinite opportunities''
Signals static individuals are unaware they COULD decipher''
''Major case prose makes minor case rose''Jonathan ROBIN
''DIFFERENCES AND DEFINITIONSJonathan ROBIN
What is the difference beween...
A sea captain and a corrupt judge?
One is in charge of sailors, the other charges, sells laws.
A welcome and an unwelcome guest?
One stays over, the other overstays.
A cross wire, and a worse crier?
Telephone and phony tale.
A merchant and a merchantman?
One sells wares, the other wears sails.
A poor singer and a harpoonist?
One wails scales, the other scales whales.
A gourmet and a gourmand?
One eats out, the other outeats.
A broker and a middleman?
One deals in shares, the other shares in deals.
A cheat and a forgetful person?
One looks over, the other overlooks.
A hunter and a coward?
One fights the ducks, the other ducks the fights.
Pollution and a poor sailor?
One is a a sea slick, the other seasick.
A salmon packer and a priest?
One cans goods, the other cans Gods, they both fish.
Propaganda and a bat?
One lights hate, the other hates light, and both are blind.
Woman of heart and woman of spirit?
One ambitions caresses the other caresses ambitions.
Rain is to cloudbreak what reign is to crowd break
HE: 'I go out whenever I please! '
SHE: 'You please whenever you go out! '''
''Mémoires de demi-mondaine:Jonathan ROBIN
Vingt mille lieux sous les draps.''
''Contrats Arabs:Jonathan ROBIN
Soit des pots de vin, soit dépôt de bilan.''
''Musique qui chauffe la salle:Jonathan ROBIN
Ré au mur.''
''Une primadonna passée :Jonathan ROBIN
Hier Ronde Elle''
''Un pervert en voiture:Jonathan ROBIN
Auto da fétichiste''
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My Familiar Dream - Translations Paul Verlaine – Mon Rêve Familier
I often have some strange and striking dreams
about an unknown girl, of love we share,
each time the same, each time a different air
about her swirls, who understands it seems.
She loves and understands me, from her beams
a crystal pure dismissing strife and care.
She, only, eases heart-ache and despair,
soothing pain with tears’ refreshing streams.
She’s blond, brunette, reflecting russet gleams?
I know not, nor her name and voice though fair
and sounding-soft if feels, far off I swear,
like loved ones Life has banished from its schemes.
Affection to some seems affliction
who spurn love, too turn up each tooth –
construction returns to constriction
as they burn up the promise of youth...
4 May 1979