Shrine of the mighty! can it be,
That this is all remains of thee?

Shrine of the mighty! can it be,
That this is all remains of thee?

People underestimate their capacity for change. There is never a right time to do a difficult thing. A leader's job read more

People underestimate their capacity for change. There is never a right time to do a difficult thing. A leader's job is to help people have vision of their potential.

If you're old, don't try to change yourself, change your environment.

If you're old, don't try to change yourself, change your environment.

Whose foot is on the treadle/That turns the burning stars/Has spun the world half way round/Since last I called/Come down, read more

Whose foot is on the treadle/That turns the burning stars/Has spun the world half way round/Since last I called/Come down, come down.
That stars that in September/Looked through the mournful rain/Now set their sight again/Upon a world half night, half light
Men of distant years have said/That much depends on change of seasons/On solstices and equinox/And they have given reasons.
I disagree./Too much turns on inadvertence/On what seems to be/An accident of hand and knee/A chance sunrise/A glance of eyes.

Longing not so much to change things as to overturn them.
[Lat., Non tam commutandarum, quam evertendarum rerum cupidi.]

Longing not so much to change things as to overturn them.
[Lat., Non tam commutandarum, quam evertendarum rerum cupidi.]

Nothing is more annoying than a low man raised to a high
position.
[Lat., Asperius nihil est humil read more

Nothing is more annoying than a low man raised to a high
position.
[Lat., Asperius nihil est humil cum surgit in altum.]

What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of read more

What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.

There is a certain relief in change, even though it be from bad to worse! As I have often found read more

There is a certain relief in change, even though it be from bad to worse! As I have often found in travelling in a stagecoach, that ;it is often a comfort to shift one's position, and be bruised in a new place.

Without change, something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.

Without change, something sleeps inside us, and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.