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Man seems the only growth that dwindles here.
Man seems the only growth that dwindles here.
Everything is a gift of the universe -- even joy, anger, jealously, frustration, or separateness. Everything is perfect either for read more
Everything is a gift of the universe -- even joy, anger, jealously, frustration, or separateness. Everything is perfect either for our growth or our enjoyment.
You've got to do your own growing, no matter how tall your grandfather was.
You've got to do your own growing, no matter how tall your grandfather was.
'Ay,' quoth my uncle Gloucester,
'Small herbs have grace, great weeds do grow apace.'
And since, methinks, read more
'Ay,' quoth my uncle Gloucester,
'Small herbs have grace, great weeds do grow apace.'
And since, methinks, I would not grow so fast,
Because sweet flow'rs are slow and weeds make haste.
Besides that, when elsewhere the harvest of wheat is most
abundant, there it comes up less by one-fourth than read more
Besides that, when elsewhere the harvest of wheat is most
abundant, there it comes up less by one-fourth than what you have
sowed. There, methinks, it were a proper place for men to sow
their wild oats, where they would not spring up.
[Lat., Post id, frumenti quum alibi messis maxima'st
Tribus tantis illi minus reddit, quam obseveris.
Heu! istic oportet obseri mores malos,
Si in obserendo possint interfieri.]
Close scrutiny will show that most "crisis situations" are opportunities to either advance, or stay where you are.
Close scrutiny will show that most "crisis situations" are opportunities to either advance, or stay where you are.
O, my lord,
You said that idle weeds are fast in growth:
The prince my brother hath read more
O, my lord,
You said that idle weeds are fast in growth:
The prince my brother hath outgrown me far.
Gard'ner, for telling me these news of woe,
Pray God the plants thou graft'st may never grow.
Gard'ner, for telling me these news of woe,
Pray God the plants thou graft'st may never grow.
Then bless thy secret growth, nor catch
At noise, but thrive unseen and dumb;
Keep clean, be read more
Then bless thy secret growth, nor catch
At noise, but thrive unseen and dumb;
Keep clean, be as fruit, earn life, and watch,
Till the white-wing'd reapers come.