Is the glass half full, or half empty? It depends on whether you’re pouring or drinking.
Quotation from Bill Cosby
A lonely lake, a lonely shore,
A lone pine leaning on the moon;
All night the water-beating wings
Of a solitary loon.
With mournful wail from dusk to dawn
She gibbered at the taunting stars—
A hermit-soul gone raving mad
And beating at her bars.
Poem by Lew Sarett, The Loon
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