Citas de Mediodía - Página 10

• (His) sadness grew; it became a rock inside him, pulling him down. He carried the sadness everywhere, morning, noon, and night. It hurt to breathe.

  Kevin Henkes

  Hurt, Morning, Sadness

  Kevin Henkes (2013). “Bird Lake Moon”, p.6, Harper Collins

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• Strange now to think of you, gone without corsets & eyes, while I walk on the sunny pavement of Greenwich Village. downtown Manhattan, clear winter noon, and I've been up all night, talking, talking, reading the Kaddish aloud, listening to Ray Charles blues shout blind on the phonograph

  Allen Ginsberg

  Reading, Eye, Winter

  Allen Ginsberg, “Kaddish, Part I”

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• What should I do?" "Throw up in your typewriter every morning." "Yeah." "Clean up every noon.

  Ray Bradbury

  Morning, Typewriters, Clean

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• Give a man a reputation as an early riser and he can sleep 'til noon.

  Mark Twain

  Sleep, Men, Giving

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• There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet's wings.

  William Butler Yeats

  Wings, Purple, Midnight

  The Countess Kathleen (1892) "The Lake Isle of Innisfree"

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• Secrets hidden at the heart of midnight are simply waiting to be dragged to the light, as, on some unlucky high noon, they always are. But secrets shrouded in the glare of candor are bound to defeat even the most determined and agile inspector for the light is always changing and proves that the eye cannot be trusted.

  James A. Baldwin

  Corazón, Ojo, Luz

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• Lo monté el domingo. El lunes al mediodía se había roto. El martes me cayeron encima escombros. Y el miércoles ninguna pieza estaba intacta. El jueves recogí algunas piezas. El viernes recogí el resto. El sábado, a última hora, estaba casi enderezado. Y el domingo el mundo estaba impresionado con lo bien que lo había hecho.

  Judith Viorst

  Viernes, lunes y domingo

  Judith Viorst (2001). “Suddenly Sixty and Other Shocks of Later Life”, p.65, Simon and Schuster

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• The wind sounds like a silver wire, And from beyond the noon a fire Is pour'd upon the hills, and nigher The skies stoop down in their desire; And, isled in sudden seas of light, My heart, pierced thro' with fierce delight, Bursts into blossom in his sight.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Heart, Fire, Light

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.295, Delphi Classics

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• Maybe nothingness is to be without your presence, without you moving, slicing the noon like a blue flower, without you walking later through the fog and the cobbles, without the light you carry in your hand, golden, which maybe others will not see, which maybe no one knew was growing like the red beginnings of a rose. In short, without your presence: without your coming suddenly, incitingly, to know my life, gust of a rosebush, wheat of wind: since then I am because you are, since then you are, I am, we are, and through love I will be, you will be, we will be.

  Pablo Neruda

  Flower, Moving, Light

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• Soy tan perezosa que me gusta levantarme, ir a la oficina en pijama y vestirme hacia el mediodía. Y odio volar. Así que tengo este estilo de vida relajado y bueno, y es difícil sacarme de él.

  Barbara Park

  Good Life, Hate, Nudge Nudge

  "Galley Girl se pone al día con Barbara Park". Entrevista con Galley Girl, content.time.com. 20 de octubre de 2005.

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• Not the bee upon the blossom, In the pride o' sunny noon; Not the little sporting fairy, All beneath the simmer moon; Not the poet, in the moment Fancy lightens in his e'e, Kens the pleasure, feels the rapture, That thy presence gi'es to me.

  Robert Burns

  Pride, Moon, Littles

  Robert Burns, James Currie (1844). “The Works of Robert Burns: With Dr. Currie's Memoir of the Poet, and an Essay on His Genius and Character”

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• Every noon as the clock hands arrive at twelve, I want to tie the two arms together, And walk out of the bank carrying time in bags.

  Robert Bly

  Hands, Two, Ties

  Robert Bly (2013). “Stealing Sugar from the Castle: Selected and New Poems, 1950-2013: Selected Poems, 1950–2011”, p.246, W. W. Norton & Company

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• How can I have morning sickness when I don't get up till noon?

  Rita Rudner

  Funny Inspirational, Morning, Sickness

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• You know that when Irving puts the dog in the car, it is no longer in the yard. When Edna goes to church, her head goes with her. If Doug is in the house, he must have gone through some opening unless he was born there and never left. If Sheila is alive at 9 A.M. and is alive at 5 P.M., she was also alive at noon. Zebras in the wild never wear underwear. Opening a jar of a new brand of peanut butter will not vaporize the house. People never shove meat thermometers in their ears. A gerbil is smaller than Mt. Kilimanjaro.

  Steven Pinker

  Dog, Zebras, People

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• It was a small town: Ferguson, Ohio. When you entered there was a big sign and it said, "Welcome to Ferguson. Beware of the Dog." The all-night drugstore closed at noon.

  Jackie Vernon

  Funny, Dog, Night

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• Fui a trabajar a las siete de la mañana. Hacia el mediodía nos daban la sopa aguada. Y trabajábamos hasta las siete, ocho o nueve de la noche, a veces más tarde. Y luego volvía a casa andando -no había transporte público- a esa habitación compartida. Y si había comida preparábamos una cena dependiendo de lo que hubiera disponible. Y luego probablemente nos íbamos a la cama porque hacía frío la mayor parte del tiempo. Y vuelta a empezar el día, seis o siete días a la semana.

  Lucille Eichengreen

  Mañana, Hogar, Noche

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• And hate the bright stillness of the noon without wind, without motion. the only other living thing a hawk, hungry for prey, suspended in the blinding, sunlit blue. And yet how gentle it seems to someone raised in a landscape short of rain- the skyline of a hill broken by no more trees than one can count, the grass, the empty sky, the wish for water.

  Dana Gioia

  Summer, Hate, Rain

  Dana Gioia (2016). “99 Poems: New & Selected”, p.35, Macmillan

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• Spring scarce had greener fields to show than these Of mid September; through the still warm noon The rivulets ripple forth a gladder tune Than ever in the summer; from the trees Dusk-green, and murmuring inward melodies, No leaf drops yet; only our evenings swoon In pallid skies more suddenly, and the moon Finds motionless white mists out on the leas.

  Edward Dowden

  Summer, Spring, Moon

  Edward Dowden (1877). “Poems”

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• A man who gets the reputation of rising at dawn can sleep to noon.

  Winston Churchill

  Sleep, Men, Dawn

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• It was almost noon when the plane touched down at the Triad airport on the outskirts of Greensboro. There was a hire car waiting for me; I waved my notepad at the dashboard to transmit my profile, then waited as the seating and controls rearranged themselves slightly, piezoelectric actuators humming. As I started to reverse out of the parking bay, the stereo began a soothing improvisation, flashing up a deadpan title: Music for Leaving Airports 11 June 2008.

  Greg Egan

  June, Airports, Car

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• Now God comes to thee, not as in the dawning of the day, not as in the bud of the spring, but as the sun at noon to illustrate all shadows, as the sheaves in harvest, to fill all penuries, all occasions invite his mercies, and all times are his seasons.

  John Donne

  Time, Spring, Shadow

  1624 Sermons,'Christmas Day, 1624'.

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• Desde la mañana hasta el mediodía cayó, desde el mediodía hasta la víspera cubierta de rocío, un día de verano, y con el sol poniente cayó desde el cenit como una estrella fugaz.

  John Milton

  Summer, Stars, Fall

  Paradise Lost bk. 1, l. 742 (1667)

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• Ni sol, ni luna, ni mañana, ni mediodía, Ni amanecer, ni anochecer, ni hora propia del día, . . . . Ni camino, ni calle, ni al otro lado del camino, . . . . Ni sombra, ni brillo, ni mariposas, ni abejas, Ni frutos, ni flores, ni hojas, ni capullos.

  Thomas Hood

  Flower, Butterfly, Moon

  Thomas Hood, “No!”

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• Más lejos en Verano que los Pájaros Patéticos de la Hierba Una Nación menor celebra Su Misa discreta. No se ve la Ordenanza Tan gradual la Gracia Una costumbre pensativa se vuelve Ampliando la soledad. Antiquest sentido al Mediodía Cuando Agosto ardiendo bajo Levantar este Cántico espectral Reposar para tipificar Remitir todavía ninguna Gracia Ningún Surco en el Resplandor Sin embargo una Diferencia Druídica Realza la Naturaleza ahora.

  Emily Dickinson

  Summer, Loneliness, Differences

  Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.1346, Delphi Classics

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• Hay una Zona cuyos Años pares
  Ningún Solsticio interrumpen -
  Cuyo Sol construye Mediodía perpetuo
  Cuyas Estaciones perfectas esperan -
  Cuyo Verano se establece en Verano, hasta
  Los Siglos de Junio
  Y los Siglos de Agosto cesen
  Y la Conciencia - sea Mediodía.

  Emily Dickinson

  Summer, Years, June

  Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1999). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.421, Harvard University Press

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