I am absolutely convinced that no wealth in the world can help humanity forward, even in the hands of the most devoted worker. The example of great and pure individuals is the only thing that can lead us to noble thoughts and deeds. Money only appeals to selfishness and irresistibly invites abuse. Can anyone imagine M anyone imagine Moses, Jesus or Gandhi armed with the money-bags of Carnegie?
I have no riches but my thoughts Yet these are wealth enough for me.
Blow, Boreas, foe to human kind! Blow, blustering, freezing, piercing wind! Blow, that thy force I may rehearse, While all my thoughts congeal to verse!
Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.
What we wish for others determines what we allow for ourselves. Unknown Stop the mindless wishing that things would be different. Rather than wasting time and emotional and spiritual energy in explaining why we don't have what we want, we can start to pursue other ways to get it. â¢Greg Anderson A man of the world must seem to be what he wishes to be thought. â¢Jean De La Bruyère Wishes expand in direct proportion to the resources available for their gratification. â¢Robert Dato A wish is a desire without an attempt. â¢Farmer Digest Oh, the secret life of man and womanâdreaming how much better we would be than we are if we were somebody else or even ourselves, and feeling that our estate has been unexploited to its fullest. â¢Zelda Fitzgerald Men try to run life according to their wishes; life runs itself according to necessity. â¢Jean Toomer Some people develop a wishbone where their backbone should be. â¢Anonymous Indeed, man wishes to be happy even when he so lives as to make happiness impossible. â¢St. Augustine When you love someone all your saved-up wishes start coming out. â¢Elizabeth Bowen Whoever, in middle age, attempts to realize the wishes and hopes of his early youth, invariably deceives himself. Each ten years of a man's life has its own fortunes, its own hopes, its own desires. â¢Goethe Destiny grants us our wishes, but in its own way, in order to give us something beyond our wishes.
This man [Chesterfield] I thought had been a lord among wits; but I find he is only a wit among lords.
And while the wicket falls behind Her steps, I thought if I could find A wife I need not blush to show I've little further now to go.
My fond affection thou hast seen, Then judge of my regret To think more happy thou hadst been If we had never met! And has that thought been shared by thee? Ah, no! that smiling cheek Proves more unchanging love for me Than labor'd words could speak.
So bent on self-sanctifying,-- That she never thought of trying To save her poor husband as well.
You forget too much That every creature, female as the male, Stands single in responsible act and thought As also in birth and death.
How often in the summer-tide, His graver business set aside, His stripling Will, the thoughtful-eyed As to the pipe of Pan, Stepped blithesomely with lover's pride Across the fields to Anne.
A word is not a crystal, transparent and unchanged, it is the skin of a living thought and may vary greatly in color and content according to the circumstances and the time in which it is used.
One great use of words is to hide our thoughts.
Boys flying kites haul in their white winged birds; You can't do that way when you're flying words. "Careful with fire," is good advice we know "Careful with words," is ten times doubly so. Thoughts unexpressed may sometimes fall back dead; But God Himself can't kill them when they're said.
How often misused words generate misleading thoughts.
To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the thoughtless act of a single day.
Never idle a moment, but thrifty and thoughtful of others.
I have had my labor for my travail; ill-thought-on of her, and ill-thought-on of you; gone between and between, but small thanks for my labor.
Worry is a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind. If encouraged, it cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained.
Spring comes with flowers, autumn with the moon, summer with the breeze, winter with snow. When idle concerns don't fill your thoughts, that's your best season.
Spring comes with flowers, autumn with the moon, summer with the breeze, winter with snow. When idle concerns don't fill your thoughts, that's your best season.
This was the penn'worth of his thought.
Ah me! we wound where we never intended to strike; we create anger where we never meant harm; and these thoughts are the thorns in our cushion. - William Makepeace Thackeray,
To write beautifully, is to inscribe thoughts on paper in a flowing, imaginative way. With aspirations to intrigue and inform; its truly an art on paper, filled with emotion and thought in a smooth aesthetically brilliant way...
When we yield to discouragement it is usually because we give too much thought to the past and to the future.