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At thirty, man suspects himself a fool,
Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan;
At fifty, read more
At thirty, man suspects himself a fool,
Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan;
At fifty, chides his infamous delay,
Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve,
In all the magnanimity of thought;
Resolves, and re-resolves, then dies the same.
And why? because he thinks himself immortal,
All men think all men mortal but themselves.
No rest is worth anything except the rest that is earned.
No rest is worth anything except the rest that is earned.
If a man knows not what harbor he seeks, any wind is the right wind.
If a man knows not what harbor he seeks, any wind is the right wind.
The difference between a mountain and a molehill is your perspective.
The difference between a mountain and a molehill is your perspective.
Etiquette means behaving yourself a little better than is absolutely essential.
Etiquette means behaving yourself a little better than is absolutely essential.
It cannot be denied that for a society which has to create scarcity to save its members from starvation, to read more
It cannot be denied that for a society which has to create scarcity to save its members from starvation, to whom abundance spells disaster, and to whom unlimited energy means unlimited power for war and destruction, there is an ominous cloud in the distance though at present it be no bigger than a man's hand.
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.
The appearance of things change according to the emotions and thus we see magic and beauty in them, while the read more
The appearance of things change according to the emotions and thus we see magic and beauty in them, while the magic and beauty are really in ourselves. -Kahlil Gilbran.
Personality is born out of pain. It is the fire shut up in the flint. - Letters to His Son, read more
Personality is born out of pain. It is the fire shut up in the flint. - Letters to His Son, W. B. Yeats and Others.
