I'm not sure where I picked up the below quote. I hear things and send emails to myself so I can file it away for later and then I forget about it. I'm pretty sure the "Jess Engerbretson" is this person. Back Story is one of the podcasts that I enjoy listening to while I work.
MALE SPEAKER: “There is room in America and brotherhood for all who will support our institutions and aid in our development. But those who come to disturb our peace and dethrone our laws are aliens and enemies forever.”
JESS ENGEBRETSON: Three years later, the editor of the Atlantic Monthly wrote a similarly anxious poem about the statue, its title “Unguarded Gates”
FEMALE SPEAKER: “Oh, Liberty , white Goddess. Is it well to leave the gates unguarded? On thy breast fold sorrow’s children. Soothe the hurts of fate. Lift the downtrodden. But with hand of steel, stay those who to the sacred portals come to waste the gifts of freedom. Have a care less–”
JESS ENGEBRETSON: Of course today there’s another poem associated with the Statue of Liberty.
FEMALE SPEAKER: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.”
JESS ENGEBRETSON: This sonnet was written by Emma Lazarus to commemorate the plight of Jewish refugees fleeing violence in Russia .
Friday, November 13, 2015
Monday, November 2, 2015
Potato Chips
Like Lays Potato Chips you can't pick just one, but this is one of my favorites:
To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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