Methinks I am a prophet new inspired And thus, expiring, do foretell of him: His rash fierce blaze of riot cannot last, For violent fires soon burn out themselves; Small show'rs last long, but sudden storms are short; He tires betimes that spurs too fast betimes; With eager feeding doth choke the feeder; Light vanity, insatiate cormorant, Consuming means, soon preys upon itself.
At this point therefore let us begin our narrative, without adding any more to what has already been said; for it would be foolish to lengthen the preface while cutting short the history itself.
In vain would I seek to discover Why sad and mournful am I, My thoughts without ceasing brood over A tale of the time gone by. [Ger., Ich weiss nicht was soll es bedeuten, Dass ich so traurig bin: Ein marchen aus alten Zeiten Das kommt mir nicht aus dem Sinn.]
When thou dost tell another's jest, therein Omit the oaths, which true wit cannot need; Pick out of tales the mirth, but not the sin.
An' all us other children, when the supper things is done, We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun A-list'nin' to the witch tales 'at Annie tells about An' the gobble-uns 'at gits you Ef you Don't Watch Out!
His eye begets occasion for his wit; For every object that the one doth catch The other turns to a mirth-moving jest, Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor, Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished, So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
With a tale forsooth he cometh unto you, with a tale which holdeth children from play, and old men from the chimney corner.
And if one prevail against him, two shall withstand him; and a three-fold cord is not quickly broken.
In that day's feats, When he might act the woman in the scene, He prov'd best man i' th' field, and for his meed Was brow-bound with the oak.
So let it be in God's own might We gird us for the coming fight, And, strong in Him whose cause is ours In conflict with unholy powers, We grasp the weapons he has given,-- The Light, and Truth, and Love of Heaven.
Superior strength is found in the long run to lie with those who had right on their side.
Gain from your opponents without sacrificing your own strength.
What is strength without a double share of wisdom?
Cunning is strength withheld.
Strengthen me by sympathizing with my strength, not my weakness.
Reality is the leading cause of stress for those in touch with it.
There cannot be a stressful crisis next week. My schedule is already full. Stress - Kids Feel It Too (an article) Social scientists say living in an affluent neighborhood has little to do with whether your child will be resilient, happy and successful. They are finding that when you locate a resilient child, you'll also find a caring adult that has guided her. More stress quotes coming soon. If you have a quote, saying or proverb about stress that you would like to submit to this site please fill-in the "Submit a Quote" form below. -Henry Kissinger.
The last struggle for our rights, the battle for our civilization is entirely with ourselves.
The battles that count aren't the ones for gold medals. The struggles within yourselfâthe invisible, inevitable battles inside all of usâthat's where it's at.
Struggle is strengthening. Battling with evil gives us the power to battle evil even more.
Rocking on a lazy billow With roaming eyes, Cushioned on a dreamy pillow, Thou art now wise. Wake the power within thee slumbering, Trim the plot that's in thy keeping, Thou wilt bless the task when reaping Sweet labour's prize.
The studious class are their own victims; they are thin and pale, their feet are cold, their heads are hot, the night is without sleep, the day a fear of interruption,--pallor, squalor, hunger, and egotism. If you come near them and see what conceits they entertain--they are abstractionists, and spend their days and nights in dreaming some dream; in expecting the homage of society to some precious scheme built on a truth, but destitute of proportion in its presentment, of justness in its application, and of all energy of will in the schemer to embody and vitalize it.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school.
And with unwearied fingers drawing out The lines of life, from living knowledge hid.
Histories make men wise; poets, witty; the mathematics, subtile; natural philosophy, deep; morals, grave; logic and rhetoric, able to contend.