“You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh
“You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh
You will more often be attacked for what others think you believe than what you actually believe. Expect misrepresentation, misunderstanding, and projection as the modern normal default setting. ~ Quintus Curtius
Superheroes are not real, but the freaks from "The Road Warrior" are... Prepare accordingly. (Not mine--don't recall the source)
“Habit gives strength to the body in great exertion, to the mind in great danger, and to judgment against first impression.”—Carl von Clausewitz
or as how I look at it:Originally Posted by NWshooter
“If all our misfortunes were laid in one common heap whence everyone must take an equal portion, most people would be content to take their own and depart.” - Socrates
This is one that I think everyone should ponder on.
I am going to cheat and add two more I really like.
"Live life as a dog, if you can't eat it or hump it, piss on it and walk away" - Unknown
"You can never be too rich, too good looking or too well armed" - Marcus Kincaid (Yes a fictional character from a video game, but I love the quote)
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"You run into an asshole in the morning, you ran into an asshole. You run into assholes all day? You're the asshole."
That was going to be mine for today - But one must appropriately credit Raylan Givens for that gem!
I kept waiting for someone else to post it...Hat tip to a much better execution though!
OP opened the door to short poems. Not short but a favorite. For our sci-fi fans, first came across this in a short story by Theodore Sturgeon:
Donal Og
It is late last night the dog was speaking of you;
the snipe was speaking of you in her deep marsh.
It is you are the lonely bird through the woods;
and that you may be without a mate until you find me.
You promised me, and you said a lie to me,
that you would be before me where the sheep are flocked;
I gave a whistle and three hundred cries to you,
and I found nothing there but a bleating lamb.
You promised me a thing that was hard for you,
a ship of gold under a silver mast;
twelve towns with a market in all of them,
and a fine white court by the side of the sea.
You promised me a thing that is not possible,
that you would give me gloves of the skin of a fish;
that you would give me shoes of the skin of a bird;
and a suit of the dearest silk in Ireland.
When I go by myself to the Well of Loneliness,
I sit down and I go through my trouble;
when I see the world and do not see my boy,
he that has an amber shade in his hair.
It was on that Sunday I gave my love to you;
the Sunday that is last before Easter Sunday.
And myself on my knees reading the Passion;
and my two eyes giving love to you for ever.
My mother said to me not to be talking with you today,
or tomorrow, or on the Sunday;
it was a bad time she took for telling me that;
it was shutting the door after the house was robbed.
My heart is as black as the blackness of the sloe,
or as the black coal that is on the smith's forge;
or as the sole of a shoe left in white halls;
it was you that put that darkness over my life.
You have taken the east from me; you have taken the west from me;
you have taken what is before me and what is behind me;
you have taken the moon, you have taken the sun from me;
and my fear is great that you have taken God from me!
Anonymous 8th century Irish ballad translated and adapted by Lady Gregory
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