Quotes
Quotes about War
The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day When the sun is out and the wind is still, You're one month on in the middle of May. But if you so much as dare to speak, A cloud comes over the sunlit arch, A wind comes off a frozen peak, And you're two months back in the middle of March.
Eternal Spring, with smiling Verdue here Warms the mild Air, and crowns the youthful year. . . . . The Rose still blushes, and the vi'lets blow.
The beauteous eyes of the spring's fair night With comfort are downward gazing.
Statistics have shown that mortality increases perceptibly in the military during wartime.
Instead of all of this energy and effort directed at the war to end drugs, how about a little attention to drugs which will end war?
Lightnings, that show the vast and foamy deep, The rending thunders, as they onward roll, The loud winds, that o'er the billows sweep-- Shake the firm nerve, appal the bravest soul!
As far as could ken thy chalky cliffs, When from thy shore the tempest beat us back, I stood upon the hatches in the storm, And when the dusky sky began to rob My earnest-gaping sight of thy land's view, I took a costly jewel from my neck, A heart it was, bound in with diamonds, And threw it toward thy land.
Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it, Making it momentany as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream, Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!' The jaws of darkness do devour it up: So quick bright things come to confusion.
The way I see things, the way I see life, I see it as a struggle. And there's a great deal of reward I have gained coming to that understandingâthat existence is a struggle.
Never tell people how to do things. Tell them what to do and they will surprise you with their ingenuity. â¢George S. Patton Every man has a right to be conceited until he is successful. â¢Benjamin Disraeli Success seems to be largely a matter of hanging on after others have let go. â¢William Feather All you need in this life is ignorance and confidence, and then success is sure. â¢Mark Twain The reward of a thing well done is having done it. â¢Ralph Waldo Emerson It takes time to succeed because success is merely the natural reward of taking time to do anything well. â¢Joseph Ross Success is getting what you want, and happiness is wanting what you get. â¢Dave Gardner If at first you don't succeed, assassinate everyone who knows you failed. â¢Anonymous The secret of success is this: there is no secret of success. â¢Elbert Hubbard Success is determined by those whom prove the impossible, possible. â¢James W. Pence The only place success comes before work is in the dictionary. â¢Vince Lombardi or â¢Donald Kendall The toughest thing about success is that you've got to keep on being a success. Irving Berlin The first and most important step toward success is the feeling that we can succeed. â¢Nelson Boswell The secret of success is sincerity. Once you can fake that you've got it made. â¢Jean Giraudoux I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody. â¢Bill Cosby Why be a man when you can be a success? â¢Bertold Brecht For a successful technology, reality must take precedence over public relations, for Nature cannot be fooled. â¢Richard Feynman Nothing succeeds like the appearance of success.
We must walk consciously only part way toward our goal, and then leap in the dark to our success.
If suicide be supposed a crime, it is only cowardice can impel us to it. If it be no crime, both prudence and courage should engage us to rid ourselves at once of existence when it becomes a burden. It is the only way that we can then be useful to society, by setting an example which, if imitated, would preserve every one his chance for happiness in life, and would effectually free him from all danger or misery.
Thou shalt come out of a warme Sunne into God's blessing.
Amende to-day and slack not, Deythe cometh and warneth not, Tyme passeth and speketh not.
See! he sinks Without a word; and his ensanguined bier Is vacant in the west, while far and near Behold! each coward shadow eastward shrinks, Thou dost not strive, O sun, nor dost thou cry Amid thy cloud-built streets. - Rev. Frederick William Faber,
Consider your own life-how many times a day does some situation pop up that leads to moments of frustration and anxiety? Surrendering your head to your heart in those moments will lead you to balance and fulfillment. As you listen to your spirit, peace follows. So follow your spirit. Build your foundation in your heart. Love must be your innermost and spontaneous response towards every person you encounter. Say to yourself inside, "I just love." Use these words as a key to start the engine running in your heart and watch life brighten with new love and understanding. Surrender to your new awareness and let love unfold the purpose of creation to you. -Sara Paddison.
The ultimate value of life depends upon awareness, and the power of contemplation rather than upon mere survival.
When autumn scatters his departing gleams, Warn'd of approaching winter, gather'd, play The swallow-people; and toss'd wide around, O'er the calm sky, in convolution swift, The feather'd eddy floats; rejoicing once, Ere to their wintry slumbers they retire.
And over the pond are sailing Two swans all white as snow; Sweet voices mysteriously wailing Pierce through me as onward they go. They sail along, and a ringing Sweet melody rises on high; And when the swans begin singing, They presently must die.
The wild swan's death-hymn took the soul Of that waste place with joy Hidden in sorrow: at first to the ear The warble was low, and full and clear.
Some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs.
The stately-sailing swan Gives out his snowy plumage to the gale; And, arching proud his neck, with oary feet Bears forward fierce, and guards his osier isle, Protective of his young.
Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it, Making it momentany as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream, Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!' The jaws of darkness do devour it up: So quick bright things come to confusion.
May Moorland weavers boast Pindaric skill, And tailors' lays be longer than their bill! While punctual beaux reward the grateful notes, And pay for poems--when they pay for coats.
All his reverend wit Lies in his wardrobe.
