Showing posts with label habit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label habit. Show all posts

Sunday, November 13, 2022

Post #3150

Habit is habit, and not to be flung out of the window by any man, but coaxed down-stairs a step at a time.
—Mark Twain

Sunday, August 15, 2021

Post #3085

Good habits are worth being fanatical about.
—John Irving

Sunday, May 09, 2021

Post #3071

Keep out of ruts; a rut is something which if traveled in too much, becomes a ditch.
—Arthur Guiterman

Wednesday, January 16, 2019

Post #2743

It is almost as difficult to make a man unlearn his errors as his knowledge.
—Charles Caleb Colton

Wednesday, September 12, 2018

Post #2653

Habit gives endurance, and fatigue Is the best night cap.
—Jamaica Kincaid

Thursday, February 01, 2018

Post #2504

A single bad habit will mar an otherwise faultless character, as an ink-drop soileth the pure white page.
—Hosea Ballou

Friday, April 08, 2016

Post #2050

Habit is the purgatory in which we suffer for our past sins.
—George Eliot

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Post #1623

Habit is a cable. We weave a thread of it every day, and at last we cannot break it.
—Horace Mann

Monday, March 24, 2014

Post #1506

In early childhood, you may lay the foundation of poverty or riches, industry or idleness, good or evil, by the habits to which you train your children; teach them the right habits then, and their future life is safe.
—Robert Rantoul

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Post #986

Make it a point to do something every day that you don't want to do. This is the golden rule for acquiring the habit of doing your duty without pain.
—Mark Twain

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Post #922

My rule always was to do the business of the day in the day.
—Arthur Wellesley, Duke of Wellington

Wednesday, February 01, 2012

Post #849

If you do what you've always done, you'll get what you've always gotten.
—Tony Robbins

Tuesday, April 05, 2011

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Post #358

Quality is not an act.  It is a habit.
—Aristotle

Friday, April 02, 2010

Post #182

The chains of habit are too weak to be felt until they are too strong to be broken.
—Samuel Johnson

The Penalty of Leadership

In every field of human endeavor, he that is first must perpetually live in the white light of publicity. Whether the leadership be vested in a man or in a manufactured product, emulation and envy are ever at work. In art, in literature, in music, in industry, the reward and the punishment are always the same. The reward is widespread recognition; the punishment, fierce denial and detraction. When a man’s work becomes a standard for the whole world, it also becomes a target for the shafts of the envious few. If his work be mediocre, he will be left severely alone – if he achieve a masterpiece, it will set a million tongues a -wagging. Jealousy does not protrude its forked tongue at the artist who produces a commonplace painting. Whatsoever you write, or paint, or play, or sing, or build, no one will strive to surpass or to slander you unless your work be stamped with the seal of genius. Long, long after a great work or a good work has been done, those who are disappointed or envious, continue to cry out that it cannot be done. Spiteful little voices in the domain of art were raised against our own Whistler as a mountebank, long after the big world had acclaimed him its greatest artistic genius. Multitudes flocked to Bayreuth to worship at the musical shrine of Wagner, while the little group of those whom he had dethroned and displaced argued angrily that he was no musician at all. The little world continued to protest that Fulton could never build a steamboat, while the big world flocked to the river banks to see his boat steam by. The leader is assailed because he is a leader, and the effort to equal him is merely added proof of that leadership. Failing to equal or to excel, the follower seeks to depreciate and to destroy – but only confirms once more the superiority of that which he strives to supplant. There is nothing new in this. It is as old as the world and as old as human passions – envy, fear, greed, ambition, and the desire to surpass. And it all avails nothing. If the leader truly leads, he remains – the leader. Master-poet, master-painter, master-workman, each in his turn is assailed, and each holds his laurels through the ages. That which is good or great makes itself known, no matter how loud the clamor of denial. That which deserves to live — lives.
written by Theodore F. MacManus

A deadly viper once bit a hole snipe's hide; But 'twas the viper, not the snipe, that died.

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