(above) Sept 15/09 Chamber of Commerce Ladies Day on the Green for Breast Cancer Action. Tracey-Empire Life, Stephanie-Limestone Financial, Coleen and Julie-Wilkinson and Co.

Never give all the heart
by W. B. Yeats

Never give all the heart, for love
Will hardly seem worth thinking of
To passionate women if it seem
Certain, and they never dream
That it fades out from kiss to kiss;
For everything that's lovely is
But a brief, dreamy, kind delight.
O never give the heart outright,
For they, for all smooth lips can say,
Have given their hearts up to the play.
And who could play it well enough
If deaf and dumb and blind with love?
He that made this knows all the cost,
For he gave all his heart and lost.

Here is a link to the Yeats exhibition that I saw while in Dublin in May. It was excellent.

 


 


 

Recommended books to read:

Book of Negroes by Lawrence Hill

Night Train to Lisbon by Pascal Mercier

Brooklyn by Colm Toibin

Best Love, Rosie by Nuala O'Foalain

Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert

The Blind Assassin by Margaret Atwood

The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold

The Wishing Year by Noelle Oxenhandler

 

Minds are like parachutes; they only function when open.

"Whatever you do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius and power and magic in it." Goethe

Politics is about getting outside of yourself and your own problems for a little while and fully immersing yourself in the lies and deceit of others.—Stephen Elliott

The Archbishop of Canterbury was once asked, how he got people to follow him. His reply, ‘find out which way they are going and walk ahead.’

 


(above) May 30/09-Stephanie presenting to Season and Concert sponsors at the Cantabile Choirs of Kingston End-of-Season Celebration, Queen’s Bioscience Atrium, Kingston ON.

Mr. John Johnson III, was a rich old man was dying from a rare disease. On his deathbed, he called for his insurance agent, doctor and preacher:

"I trusted each of you my entire life. Now I want to give each of you $30,000 cash in an envelope to put in my grave. I want to take it with me."

Mr. Johnson died and at the funeral, each one placed the envelope on top of the man, then he was laid to rest.

On the way from the funeral, in the limo, the doctor confessed "I must tell you gentlemen, I only put $20,000 on top of Mr. Johnson, I wanted buy this new machine that would enable me to diagnose his rare disease and save others. It's what he would have wanted."

Then the preacher said: "I have to confess, I only put $10,000 on top of Mr.
Johnson. We needed that money to help more homeless, and it's what Mr.
Johnson would've wanted"

The insurance agent was angry at both the man, and said: "I can't believe both of you, stealing from a dead man. I wrote Mr. Johnson a check for the full $30,000!"

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