Often the straight road to the thing we desire is blocked. We should not then weakly give over our purpose, but should set about attaining it by some indirect method. A politician knows that one way of getting a man’s vote is to please the man’s wife, and that one way of pleasing the wife is to kiss her baby. Read the rest of this entry »
No doubt the world is cursed with grafters and parasites–men who live off the body economic and give nothing substantial in return. But an appearance of uselessness is not always proof of such. We should not condemn men in ignorance. As old as Aesop is the fable of the rebellion of the other members of the body against the idle unproductiveness of the belly. In this passage the fable is used as an answer to the plebeians of Rome who have complained that the patricians are merely an encumbrance. Read the rest of this entry »
There are times when the right thing to do is to submit. There are times when the right thing is to strive, to fight. To put forth one’s best effort is itself a reward. But sometimes it brings a material reward also. The frog that after falling into the churn found that it couldn’t jump out and wouldn’t try, was drowned. The frog that kept leaping in brave but seemingly hopeless endeavor at last churned the milk, mounted the butter for a final effort, and escaped. Read the rest of this entry »
You’ve probably have heard this passage one time before in your lifetime. If not you have not yet, you will now have.
All the world’s a stage is the phrase that begins a famous monologue from William Shakespeare’s As You Like It, spoken by the melancholy Jaques. The speech compares the world to a stage and life to a play, and catalogues the seven stages of a man’s life, sometimes referred to as the seven ages of man: infant, school-boy, lover, soldier, justice, pantaloon, and second childhood, “sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything”. It is one of Shakespeare’s most frequently-quoted passages. Read the rest of this entry »
Help me talk myself out of:
Feeling depressed because nobody is there:
To listen.
To touch.
To lick.
To like.
To love.
Help me to confront:
I feel threatened
By what someone did.
I feel stressed
By what I failed to do.
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