Quotes
Quotes about Rain
With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.
No brain is stronger than its weakest think.
It is astonishing what an effort it seems to be for many people to put their brains definitely and systematically to work.
I said to the brown, brown thrush: "Hush, hush! Through the wood's full strains I hear Thy monotone deep and clear, Like a sound amid sounds most fine."
The passage of time is simply an illusion created by our brains.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Time flies and draws us with it. The moment in which I am speaking is already far from me. [Fr., Le temps fuit, et nous traine avec soi: Le moment ou je parle est deja loin de moi.]
Any training that does not include the emotions, mind and body is incomplete; knowledge fades without feeling. -Anonymous.
Training is useless unless you have a purpose, it's knowing for what purpose to train for that can break men's fulfillment. -Anonymous.
Just because your trained for something doesn't mean your prepared for it. -Anonymous.
There is nothing training cannot do. Nothing is above its reach. It can turn bad morals to good; it can destroy bad principles and recreate good ones; it can lift men to angelship.. -Mark Twain.
Thou know'st, great son, The end of war's uncertain, but this certain, That, if thou conquer Rome, the benefit Which thou shalt thereby reap is such a name Whose repetition will be dogged with curses, Whose chronicle thus writ: 'The man was noble, But with his last attempt he wiped it out, Destroyed his country; and his name remains To th' ensuing age abhorred,' Speak to me son. Thou hast affected the fine strains of honor, To imitate the graces of the gods; To tear with thunder the wide cheeks o' th' air, And yet to change thy sulphur with a bolt That should rive an oak.
To break training without permission is an act of treason.
There is something peculiarly sinister and insidious in even a charge of disloyalty. Such a charge all too frequently places a strain on the reputation of an individual which is indelible and lasting, regardless of the complete innocence later proved.
If the clouds be full of rain, they empty themselves upon the earth: and if the tree fall toward the south, or toward the north, in the place where the tree falleth, there it shall be.
The summer day is closed, the sun is set: Well they have done their office, those bright hours, The latest of whose train goes softly out In the red west.
None but tyrants have any business to be afraid. [Fr., Fr., Il n'appartient, qu'aux tyrans d'etre toujours en crainte.]
Let a smile be your umbrella, and you'll end up with a face full of rain.
Unity to be real must stand the severest strain without breaking.
Written about Washington after his death by another of the founding fathers, Thomas Jefferson: His mind was great and powerful ... as far as he saw, no judgment was ever sounder. It was slow in operation, being little aided by invention or imagination, but sure in conclusion.... Perhaps the strongest feature in his character was prudence, never acting until every circumstance, every consideration, was maturely weighed; refraining if he saw doubt, but, when once decided, going through his purpose, whatever obstacles opposed. His integrity was the most pure, his justice the most inflexible I have ever known.... He was, indeed, in every sense of the words, a wise, a good and a great man ... On the whole, his character was, in its mass, perfect ... it may truly be said, that never did nature and fortune combine more perfectly to make a man great....
The rainy days a man saves for usually seem to arrive during his vacation.
He decried that any would add another hue unto the rainbow yet we would ope to saffron and jade and pink and rose and olive and tan scarlet and indigos ** *the quote is from Shakespeare's King John.
Not one of all the purple host Who took the flag to-day Can tell the definition So clear of victory, As he, defeated, dying, On whose forbidden ear The distant strains of triumph Break agonized and clear.
Winds wanders, and dews drip earthward; Rains fall, suns rise and set; Earth whirls, and all but to prosper A poor little violet.
Virtue is more to be feared than vice, because its excesses are not subject to the restraints of conscience.
