Showing posts with label self control. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self control. Show all posts

Thursday, April 26, 2018

Post #2564

No man is free who cannot command himself.

Friday, November 18, 2016

Post #2210

No man is such a conqueror as the man who has defeated himself.
—Henry Ward Beecher

Friday, October 14, 2016

Post #2185

Control your passion or it will control you.

Monday, June 13, 2016

Post #2096

If your foot slip, you may recover your balance, but if your tongue slip, you cannot recall your words.

Thursday, August 01, 2013

Post #1309

A wise man will keep his suspicions muzzled, but he will keep them awake.
—George Savile

Thursday, May 02, 2013

Post #1245

No man is free who is not master of himself.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Post #1166

Self-discipline is when your conscience tells you to do something and you don't talk back.
—W.K. Hope

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Post #1082

Nothing gives one person so much advantage over another as to remain always cool and unruffled under all circumstances.
Thomas Jefferson

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Post #1008

Not being able to govern events, I govern myself.
—Michel de Montaigne

Monday, June 18, 2012

Post #981

Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper or your self-confidence.
—Robert Frost

Monday, October 31, 2011

Post #756

The man who masters his own soul will forever be called conqueror of conquerors.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Post #656

Have a care therefore where there is more sail than ballast.
—William Penn

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Post #410

I count him braver who overcomes his desires than him who conquers his enemies; the hardest victory is the victory over self.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

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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