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Showing posts with label charity. Show all posts
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Sunday, March 24, 2024

Sunday, July 09, 2023

Post #3184

I expect to pass through life but once. If therefore, there can be any kindness I can show, or any good thing I can do to any fellow being, let me do it now, and not defer or neglect it, as I shall not pass this way again.
—William Penn

Sunday, April 04, 2021

Post #3066

Charity shall cover the multitude of sins.
—St. Peter 

Sunday, April 12, 2020

Post #3014

Riches without charity are worth nothing. They are a blessing only to him who makes them a blessing to others.
—Henry Fielding

Monday, December 16, 2019

Post #2981

Posthumous charities are the very essence of selfishness when bequeathed by those who, even alive, would part with nothing.
—Charles Caleb Colton

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Friday, December 13, 2019

Post #2980

Cast thy bread upon the waters: for thou shalt find it after many days.
―Ecclesiastes 11:1

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Thursday, December 12, 2019

Post #2979

A man should fear when he enjoys only the good he does publicly. Is it not, publicity rather than charity, which he loves?
―Henry Ward Beecher

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Friday, July 15, 2016

Post #2120

Where there is plenty, charity is a duty, not a courtesy.
—Owen Feltham

Thursday, July 14, 2016

Post #2119

Be not frightened at the hard words "imposition," "imposture;" give and ask no questions. "Cast thy bread upon the waters." Some have, unawares, entertained angels.
—Charles Lamb

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Post #1709

Genuine benevolence is not stationary, but peripatetic. It goeth about doing good.
 —William Nevins

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Friday, May 10, 2013

Post #1251

The greatest pleasure I know is to do a good action by stealth, and to have it found out by accident.
—Charles Lamb

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Monday, July 12, 2010

Post #283

Property given away is the only kind that will forever be yours.
—Maritial

Friday, December 25, 2009

Post #85

Teach us to give and not to count the cost.
—Ignatius Loyola

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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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