S Quotes
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“Sonnet of Nazi America
America is the land of liberty,
Offer available only to white people.
When it comes to people of color,
It's a Nazi nation though unofficial.
If you are white and you make a mistake,
You are most likely to receive a warning.
But if you are a person of color or muslim,
Better have a good reason for breathing.
They say we live in a democratic land,
A system of, by and for the people.
But what they forget to teach in school,
People doesn’t really mean every individual.
No one can change the past that's for sure.
Defying all supremacy we must rise and roar.”
Source: Hometown Human: To Live for Soil and Society
“Sonnet of Norms
It is not patriarchal to hold the door for a lady,
It is not cowardly to leave your seat to the elderly.
But it is barbaric to harass a breastfeeding mother,
And prehistoric to force a woman carry a pregnancy.
There are norms that nourish the societal fabric,
Then there are norms out of touch with age and times.
Beyond both freedom and obedience as a whole being,
You ought to realize where and how to draw the lines.
The problem is that most do not know when to rebel,
They rebel out of boredom to seek adventure not justice.
They commit reckless vandalism in the name of activism,
And feel proud while committing the most heinous deeds.
Norms require careful scrutiny, not headless rebellion.
Hence, quite often rebels become the new face of oppression.”
Source: Esperanza Impossible: 100 Sonnets of Ethics, Engineering & Existence
“Sonnet of Occupation
With just weeks of lockdown,
You all feel restless and bland.
That is how everyday life is,
For people in occupied land.
Imagine living your whole life,
Subject to restriction and suspicion.
Ask a Palestinian or a Kashmiri,
They'll reveal the face of occupation.
Life, liberty and happiness,
Are the rights of every being.
Whenever a government violates them,
Civilized humanity must intervene.
I call to all humans far and near,
Rest not till statehood is declared.”
Source: Hometown Human: To Live for Soil and Society
“Sonnet of Palestine
I don't want to wage a war,
All I want is to raise a family.
I don’t want your empty pity,
All I seek is a little humanity.
To call genocide as self-defense,
May be textbook diplomacy.
Killing innocents to keep control,
Is an act of terrorist hypocrisy.
Brokers may bring ceasefire,
But they can never give us liberty.
All they do is arrange assemblies,
While we suffer through the century.
So I say to you o people in luxury,
Look at us and you'll know your fallacy.”
Source: Mucize Insan: When The World is Family
“Sonnet of Paths
Science means nothing,
Unless we use it to lift the society.
Philosophy means nothing,
Unless it empowers humanity.
Religion means nothing,
Unless it advocates for inclusion.
Technology means nothing,
Unless it aids in collective ascension.
Tastes are plenty in our world,
So are the paths that humans take.
But if those paths hold no humanity,
Fabric of civilization will soon break.
Placing on humanity our prime attention,
Together we’ll attain true emancipation.”
Source: Good Scientist: When Science and Service Combine
“Sonnet of People (The Sonnet)
All is well when there's people with us,
Without ‘em life is sugarcane without sugar,
All is meaningful when there's people with us,
Without ‘em life is a painting without color.
People are the blood in my veins,
I can breathe without oxygen but not people,
Thus speaks the being called human,
Thus lives the sapiens who's brave and noble.
Community means compatriot unity,
Unity means undivided amity,
Amity means affectionate sanity,
Sanity means serene humanity.
Now one ponders the meaning of humanity.
It means humble and affectionate for eternity.”
Source: Generation Corazon: Nationalism is Terrorism
“Sonnet of Phony Activism
Those who give their life to society,
Never call themselves activist.
Those who work night and day for others,
Rarely identify as reformist.
It’s only the vane, lame and the shallow,
Who draw attention with phony activism.
Those who actually care for society,
Live a life of sacrifice beyond definition.
Activist and woke are actually code,
That says, look at me I am so great.
Real greats don't care about labels,
They're martyred for others without regret.
The world doesn't need more phony label.
What's needed is humans being accountable.”
Source: Hometown Human: To Live for Soil and Society
“Sonnet of Poetry
Poet is no servant of the dictionary,
Dictionary is servant to the poet.
Poet is no servant of language,
Language is servant to the poet.
It's poetry that makes the language,
Language makes no poetry, my friend.
Poet exists not to serve a linguist's whim,
But to breathe life into human language.
I've said repeatedly, language has limitations,
Only with poetry we can surpass some of 'em.
Sticklers for grammar make lousy poets,
If feeling doesn't surpass grammar, poetry it ain't.
Poetry is the most potent of all literary forms.
If prose is candle light, poetry is dawn.”
Source: Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables
“Sonnet of Promise
I made a promise with my life,
Never to leave your side.
How can I maroon you my friend,
When you and I are one light.
Some call me muy loco,
Cause I stand for reason and inclusion.
A world where division is sanity,
Is but a gutter of superstition.
All things have meaning,
When we have people next to us.
Without their presence to fill our life,
Existence is but a futile fuss.
Breathing alone is like choking to death.
A breath shared is a breath well lived.”
Source: Heart Force One: Need No Gun to Defend Society
“Sonnet of Public Service
Every reformer is a public servant,
But not every public servant is a reformer,
For public service isn't taught as life itself,
But as just another job little more secure.
If only education focused on life and love,
Instead of constantly peddling competition,
Perhaps we'd have a world little less bitter,
And we'd have ascension, not abomination.
But there's no use in brooding over history,
What's needed is to realize love as our core.
Education and all be manifestations of love,
If not, it is just another snobbish endeavor.
May service be the goal, role and whole of life,
Instead of being and raising educated lowlife.”
Source: Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier
“Sonnet of Renewable Energy
There is a plug point in the sky,
Which is beaming electricity 24/7.
Yet we drill holes into the earth,
To suck oil and power our concrete heaven.
When humankind first started drilling,
They had no idea of its implication.
But eventually scientists raised warnings,
Yet drilling continued due to lack of efficient solution.
Fossil fuel has already damaged the climate,
And we no longer have time for scholarly fight.
So I say to scientists, engineers and entrepreneurs,
Come up with affordable home solar-grid.
Electric cars won't do anything for climate emergency,
Unless all electricity comes from renewable energy.”
Source: Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth
“Sonnet of Rulers
The only people who'll rule the world,
Are the ones who want to rule not a being.
The only people to inherit the earth,
Are the ones who want to inherit nothing.
The only people who win hearts,
Are those who give all without question.
The only people who become family to all,
Are those who walk without assumption.
The only people who never die,
Are those who happily die for others.
The only people who are the happiest,
Are those who have no trace of selfish desires.
Selfishness is synonym for suffering and misery.
Joy is just a byproduct of service to humanity.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“Sonnet of Sapiens
No religion is greater than love,
For love is the embodiment of divinity,
No church is higher than the self,
Cause the self is the manifestation of the Almighty,
No worship is greater than help,
For helping is the service of God,
No prayer is as sacred as kindness,
For in kindness lies the real act of the Lord,
No scripture is more glorious than the mind,
For the mind is the creator of the scriptures,
So learn from that scripture within to be of help to your kind,
And be the glue to the fabric of humanity healing all ruptures,
Heal your kind my friend with your wisdom and warmth transcendent,
If not you then who else will unify humanity and rise as sapiens triumphant.”
Source: Fabric of Humanity
“Sonnet of Science
Science is but a bridge of time, it can,
Either take us forward or dump us in prehistory.
Science alone does not ensure our advancement,
Unless it's practiced with warmth and accountability.
Sheer reason without any sentiment is,
As dangerous as sheer sentiment without any reason.
In order to forge a world fit for humans,
We must break the ice between reason and emotion.
Problem is that we like picking sides,
Either we are too emotional or too rational.
A civilized human ought to be none of that,
A civilized human acts upon the need of the situation.
So I say o mighty human, be not an intellectual moron.
Science is a means of service, not intellectual gratification.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“Sonnet of Short Dress
There is no short dress, only short sight,
No obscene outfit, only eyes of obscenity.
The world is no man's family heirloom,
That it should be cherished by the men only.
Instead of restricting a girl's right to expression,
Teach boys, short dress isn't a sign of consent.
If women cannot walk around freely as men do,
Better sentence all men to lifetime imprisonment.
Let all girls hear it loud, wear what you like to wear,
Walk around naked if that's what you really want.
And when an animal makes unwanted advances,
Activate your knee 'n crush their beloved balls to pulp.
Girls don't need protecting, they ain't fragile showpiece.
Let's just raise boys as decent humans, not entitled bullies.”
Source: Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables
“Sonnet of Silence
I am the loudest when I am silent,
My lips are shut yet I speak treasures.
Speech without heart is nothing but noise,
Listen to my silence, you'll hear the universe.
Words spoken with mere lips reach nowhere,
For it's the heart that makes words alive.
Tell people who you are without saying a word,
Speak from your very core, they'll listen alright.
I repeat, silent people have the loudest hearts,
For when you speak less you get to listen more.
The more you listen the more you are heard,
The more you hear the more you get to grow.
Set the words on fire, let them all turn to ashes.
Tell people who you are without all the speeches.”
Source: Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables
“Sonnet of Single Mother
There is no greater superpower,
In the world than a single mother.
Far superior to the world leaders,
Is the resolve of a single mother.
Wanna learn to build a society?
Wanna become a nation builder?
Spend a couple of months as pupil,
At the feet of a single mother.
Want there to be peace and progress?
Hand social reins to single mothers.
Stand by them as aide with commitment,
Lo and behold, the healing appears.
A mom empowered is a world empowered.
A single mom empowered is creation empowered.”
Source: High Voltage Habib: Gospel of Undoctrination
“Sonnet of Social Justice
Get ready to fight,
Not with hate but accountability.
Get ready to fight,
Not with vengeance but humanity.
Get ready to speak,
Not as a cynic but as a sapiens.
Get ready to speak,
Crossing all egotistical grievance.
Get ready to stand,
Trampling all petty separation.
Get ready to stand,
Not in rebellion but in inclusion.
When it is too dark around,
Look inside for you're the light all round.”
Source: Sleepless for Society
“Sonnet of Stagnation
Stagnated water breeds disease,
When in motion it breathes life.
Stagnated mind breeds segregation,
When in motion it breaks divide.
Stagnated air breeds pollution,
When in motion it brings rejuvenation.
Stagnated ideas breed prejudice,
When in motion they bring illumination.
We are not a species, we are a family,
A stagnated psyche cannot feel its delight.
Open your eyes from your rigid sleep,
In your vision the world will unite.
All animals are bound to live in stagnation.
Only human neurons hold the capacity for expansion.”
Source: Mucize Insan: When The World is Family
“Sonnet of Struggle
The struggle of one,
Is the struggle of all.
Denying freedom to one,
Is the beginning of collective fall.
Lasting happiness for one,
Is in the happiness of community.
Even one soul without serenity,
Is a world without serenity.
The anguish of one,
Casts shadow on collective mind.
Even if one person falls behind,
It is the fall of all humankind.
Togetherness is another name for progress,
Together forever, either as lovers or ashes.”
Source: Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World
“Sonnet of Superpowers
Poet's superpower is their pain,
Philosopher's superpower is reason.
Scientist's superpower is their brain,
Artist's superpower is their vision.
Janitor's superpower is cleanliness,
Hooker's superpower is practical piety.
Bartender's superpower is resilience,
Teacher's superpower is curiosity.
Entrepreneur's superpower is stubbornness,
Engineer's superpower is "unsliding caliber".
Copper's superpower oughta be unbent backbone,
Astronaut's superpower is conquest of fear.
Humankind's superpower is diversity.
Life's superpower is plasticity.”
“Sonnet of Technology
Technology is not good or bad,
For it knows no ethics and principles.
The prime directive of all gadgets,
Is to obey algorithm without scruples.
The problem is not technology,
Nor is it the capitalist tendency.
The real disease is human recklessness,
Which is rampant in modern society.
Your phone is not ruining your peace,
You yourself are doing it all.
A society oblivious to moderation,
In time causes its own downfall.
Power is power only when used with caution,
If used wildly all power is poison.”
Source: Mucize Insan: When The World is Family
“Sonnet of Unity
I am vicdan,
I am saadet.
My life isn't mine,
It's your emanet.
Soy sanity,
Soy humanidad.
Life lies in service,
Selfishness kills vitalidad.
Ich bin inclusion,
Ich bin indivisible.
Mein kampf is unity,
Human and hate are incompatible.
Life divided brings degradation.
Growth comes through expansion.
(vicdan=conscience, saadet=joy, emanet=keepsake, soy=I am, humanidad=humanity, vitalidad=vitality, Ich bin=I am, mein kampf=my struggle)”
Source: Martyr Meets World: To Solve The Hard Problem of Inhumanity
“Sonnet of Unlearning
Peace is not a matter of learning harmony,
It's about unlearning division.
Science is not about learning logic,
It's about unlearning superstition.
Health is not about learning medicine,
It's about unlearning over-indulgence.
Justice is not about learning accountability,
It's about unlearning indifference.
Order is not about learning law,
It's about unlearning recklessness.
Holiness is not about learning scripture,
It's about unlearning hatefulness.
More than learning, we got plenty to unlearn.
All of it starts with unsubmission to tradition.”
Source: Divane Dynamite: Only truth in the cosmos is love
“Sonnet on The Spectrum
(Diary of An Autistic Neuroscientist)
We, on the spectrum, are often
misconstrued as rude or audacious.
Problem is not that we feel too little,
but that we feel too crippling much.
Sensory overload is our biggest struggle,
an eternal battle against daily situations.
Storms that the normals experience only in
tragedy, are our life's everyday occurrence.
Sidelining the stormy torment of the spectrum,
the world romanticizes with autistic savants.
I never could communicate with my parents,
and they never knew what my struggle was.
We autistics have difficulty communicating,
till we speak on a matter of interest.
Then we can jabber like any neurotypical,
bursting with joy in our nerves and veins.”
Source: The Humanitarian Dictator
“Sonnet Shahada, 2345
I switch cultures like clothes,
I switch sciences like pens.
I switch scriptures like tides,
I switch languages like seasons.
Service of humanity is supreme shahada,
to defend the persecuted is cosmic khalsa,
to treat neighbor as god is real dharma,
quiet kindness is the real karma.
Ana al-haqq, ana al-hub -
aham bindu, aham brahmanda.
I shed dogma like dead skin,
el cosmos es mi casa.”
Source: Kral Fakir: When Calls The Kainat
“Sonnet XII: There is a Meetinghouse across the wold
There is a Meetinghouse across the wold
Near shaded churchyard where pine breezes sigh;
Such sacred mem'ries gently here unfold
Of rustic folk whom 'neath the yew trees lie.
Engraved on stones now crum'ling in the earth,
Of souls asleep for o'er a hundred years,
Foretell unceasing cycles—Death and Birth
That yew tree nods and weeps her unseen tears.
But God shall guide us through the gloom of night
Victorious over grim reaper's blade,
As yet we grasp to see eternal light
Amidst life's fickle joys which here do fade.
Victims of Death by lusty scythe bannish'd
Triumphant wake to find nightmares vanish'd!
13 February, 2013”
Source: The Sonnets
“Sonnet XXV Before I loved you, love, nothing was my own: I wavered through the streets, among Objects: Nothing mattered or had a name: The world was made of air, which waited. I knew rooms full of ashes, Tunnels where the moon lived, Rough warehouses that growled 'get lost', Questions that insisted in the sand. Everything was empty, dead, mute, Fallen abandoned, and decayed: Inconceivably alien, it all Belonged to someone else - to no one: Till your beauty and your poverty Filled the autumn plentiful with gifts.”
“Sonnets are guys writing in English, imitating an Italian song form. It was a form definitely sung as often as it was recited.”
“Sonnets are my vessel of reason,
Sonnets are my bearer of justice.
Sonnets are my medium of divinity,
I'm my sonnets - antidote to malice.”
Source: The Humanitarian Dictator
“Sonnets to write before I sleep.”
Source: The Humanitarian Dictator
“Sonnets to write before I sleep,
Sciences to humanize before I sleep.
Holiness to naturalize before I sleep,
Rights to initiate before I sleep.”
Source: The Humanitarian Dictator
“Sonnets to Write Before I Sleep
(The Sonnet)
When I finished my first 1000 sonnets,
I felt, now I shall take it slow.
But now at the finishing of second 1000,
I feel, I gotta write thousands more!
The first thousand took me four years,
the second thousand took me two years,
all without an ounce of industry support,
I am the sole maker of my literary empire.
Sonnets are my vessel of reason,
Sonnets are my bearer of justice.
Sonnets are my medium of divinity,
I'm my sonnets - antidote to malice.
Proof of poetry is in the spirit,
Proof of justice is among the just.
Worlds to unite before I sleep,
Proof of life is in standing guard.”
Source: The Humanitarian Dictator
“Sonnez, grelots; sonnez, clochettes; sonnez, cloches!
Car mon rêve impossible a pris corps et je l’ai
Entre mes bras pressé : le Bonheur, cet ailé
Voyageur qui de l’Homme évite les approches,
- Sonnez grelots; sonnez, clochettes, sonnez, cloches!
Le Bonheur a marché côte à côte avec moi;
Mais la FATALITÉ ne connaît point de trêve :
Le ver est dans le fruit, le réveil dans le rêve,
Et le remords est dans l’amour : telle est la loi.
- Le Bonheur a marché côte à côte avec moi.”
Source: Poèmes saturniens
“Sonny Boy Williamson (II) was a beautiful guy, a straight guy... (but) he was always raising hell one way or another, so you never could tell if he was drunk or sober.”
“Sonny Liston is great. But he'll fall in eight.”
“Sonny Liston is nothing. The man can't talk. The man can't fight. The man needs talking lessons. The man needs boxing lessons. And since he's gonna fight me, he needs falling lessons.”
“Sonny Liston stood up to me and actually made me give ground. No one has ever done that to me before or since.”
“Sonny shows me his phone. It’s a text message from Rapid, sent this morning, and it consists of one simple-but-not-so-simple question: Wanna meet up? My mouth drops. “Seriously?” “Seriously,” Sonny says. “Holy shit.”
There’s one problem though. “Why haven’t you responded?” “I don’t know,” he says. “Part of me is like, hell yeah. The other part feels like this shit is too good to be true. What if he’s really a fifty-year-old man who lives in his mom’s basement and has a malicious plot to murder me and leave my body parts spread out across his backyard, unknown to anyone, until twenty years from now when a stray dog sniffs me out?” I stare at him.
“The specifics in your examples are disturbing sometimes.”
Source: On the Come Up
“Sonny Von Bulow, who said to her husband Claus on their honeymoon, Stop needling me. Never got a dinner!”
“Sonny was a spiky ray of light to those lucky enough to be close to him, but life had taught him to play his cards close to his chest.”
Source: Bones
“Sono avvolto in te.
Sciogliersi nella tua silhouette
e diventare una cosa sola,
uno strano contorno d'amore,
che scorre con il vento.”
“Sono cattivi esploratori quelli che pensano che non ci sia terra se vedono solo mare, disse Francis Bacon con centinaia d’anni di anticipo. Francis non sapeva quanto le sue parole riflettessero l’indole delle generazioni future, e settecento anni dopo che il suo inchiostro si era mescolato alla carta, l’uomo si era dimenticato di lui. Ma le sue parole erano lì, sotto gli occhi di tutti.”
Source: Il settore 9
“Sono certo di averla già vista da qualche parte - dice lui, con tutta la tranquillità del mondo - Non come si incrocia una commessa o la cameriera al bar, qualcosa di più profondo... Noi due abbiamo mai scopato, ballato la rumba, fatto ginnastica orizzontale, trombato, collaudato il materasso?" chiede, snocciolando una sequenza di sinonimi davvero notevole.”
Source: Vendetta sottobanco
“Sono come te" ha detto. "Mi ricordo tutto."
Mi sono fermato un secondo. Se ti ricordi tutto, volevo dirgli, e se sei davvero me, allora domani prima di partire o quando sei pronto per chiudere la portiera del taxi e hai già salutato gli altri e non c'è più nulla da dire in questa vita, allora, una volta soltanto, girati verso di me, anche per scherzo, o perché ci hai ripensato, e, come avevi già fatto allora, guardami negli occhi, trattieni il mio sguardo, e chiamami col tuo nome.”
Source: Call Me by Your Name
“Sono come una stanza dove un tempo accadevano delle cose e adesso non accade nulla, tranne il polline delle gramigne che crescono là, fuori dalla finestra, e che viene soffiato all’interno come polvere sul pavimento.”
Source: Il racconto dell'Ancella
“Sono come voglio apparire, anche bella se gli altri lo vogliono, o carina, carina diciamo per i familiari, per loro e basta, insomma posso diventare come gli altri vogliono che sia. E credici. Anche credere che sono affascinante. Dal momento che lo credo, so anche farlo diventare vero agli occhi di chi mi vede e desidera che io sia di suo gusto.”
Source: The Lover
“Sono convinto che chi non legge resta uno stupido. Anche se nella vita sa destreggiarsi, il fatto di non ingerire regolarmente parole scritte lo condanna ineluttabilmente all'ignoranza, indipendentemente dai suoi averi e dalle sue attività.”
Source: Education of a Felon
“Sono convinto che scrivere prosa non dovrebbe essere diverso dallo scrivere poesia; in entrambi i casi è ricerca d’una espressione necessaria, unica, densa, concisa, memorabile.”
Source: Six Memos for the Next Millennium
“Sono così i labirinti, hanno vie, traverse e vicoli ciechi, c'è chi dice che il modo più sicuro di uscirne sia di continuare a camminare e girare sempre dallo stesso lato, ma questo, come siamo obbligati a sapere, è contrario alla natura umana.”
Source: The Year of the Death of Ricardo Reis