North Quincy High School - Manet Yearbook (North Quincy, MA)

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there who disagree and never win And wonder why they don't get in my door. We were talking . . . about the love we all Could share . . . when we find it To try out best to hold it there - with our love. With our love - we could save the world - if they only knew. Any fool can make a rule And every fool will mind it. He slept beneath the moon He bashed beneath the sung He lived a like of going to do, And died with nothing done. You have no more right to consume happiness without producing it, than to consume wealth without producing it. He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare, And he who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere. Those who can not remember the past are condemned to repeat it. What is lovely never dies, But passes into other loveliness. When faith is lost, when honor dies, the man is, dead. A thing of beauty is a joy forever, Its loveliness increases, it will never pass into nothingness. When you've seen beyond yourself - then you may find, peace of mind, is waiting there -- And time will come when you see we're all one, and life flows on within you and without you. Thinking it over, I've been sad Thinking it over, I'd be more than glad Toc Ask me and I will play All the love that I hold inside. Away, I'd rather sail away Like a swan that's here and gone. A man gets tied up to the ground, He gives the world its saddest sound. Its saddest sound. I've looked at life from both sides now Prom win and lose and still some how It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all. Speak out, you got to speak out against the madness, you got to Speak your mind, if you dare. You can shine your shoes and wear a suit You can comb your hair and look quite cute You can hide your face behind a smile, One thing you can't hide you're crippled inside. Oh my love for the first time in my life my mind is wide open Oh my lover for the first time in my life my mind can feel. - I feel sorrow, oh I feel dreams everything is clear in our world. A man must not swallow more beliefs than he can digest. Yesterday, All my troubles seemed so far away . .. Now it looks as though they're here to stay , . . Oh, I believe in yesterday. The race is not to the Swift, Nor riches to the man of knowledge, Nor to the wise, But time and chance happen to them all, For a man knows not his fate.

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I am what I am. Iudge not lest ye be judged. And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you send. There's nothing new un- der the sun. Let he who is without blame cast the first stone. There's nothing you can do that can't be done. There's nothing you can sing that can't be sung. There's no place you can be that isn't where you're meant to be. It's easy - All you need is love. Freedom's just another word for nothin' more to lose. Seek and ye shall find, ask and it shall be given, knock and it shall be opened. It's been a long time comin' lt's goin' to be a long time gone. Gooch Book And it appears to be a long time, Yes a long, long time before the dawn. Turn, turn any corner. Time Is tappin on my forehead, Hanging from my mirror, Rattling the teacups, And I wonder . . . Time it was, And what a time it was, It was A time of innocence A time of confidences Long ago, It must be, I have a photograph Preserve your memories, They're all that's left you. Hang on to your hopes, my friend. That's any easy thing to say. But if your hopes should pass away Simply pretend that you can build them again Try to realize it's all within yourself No one else can make you change . . . You may say I'm a dreamer but I'm only the only one. I hope someday you'll join us and the world will be as one So much to do, so little done. A picture is a poem without words. It is the beginning of the end. Cheer up, the worst is yet to come. A good laugh is sunshine in a house. ' We are never deceived, we deceive ourselves. Good, to forgive, Best, to forget. Cur true nationality is Mankind. Lost time is never found again. The best prophet of the future is the past. Silence is more eloquent than words. Enjoy the present day, trusting very little to the morrow. Tomorrow life is too late, live today. United we stand, divided we fall. Things do not change, we change. I get by with a little help from my friends, I get high with a little help from my friends, Gonna try with a little help from my friends . . . . With alittle help from my friends . . . I used to get mad at my school The teachers that taught me weren't cool You're holding me down ' 'turning me round Filling me up with your rules. I have to admit it's getting better A little better all the time . . . And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong I'm right Where I belong I'm right Where I belong. See the people standing

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