Showing posts with label time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label time. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Post #509

Lost time is never found again.
—Benjamin Franklin

Saturday, October 02, 2010

Post #365

Curse ruthless time!  Curse our mortality.  How cruelly short is the allotted span for all we must cram into it!
—Sir Winston Churchill

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Post #326

Time is what keeps everything from happening at once.
—Ray Cummings

Tuesday, July 06, 2010

Monday, June 14, 2010

Post #255

Wait for that wisest of all counselors, Time.
—Pericles

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Post #204

Suspect each moment, for it is a thief, tiptoeing away with more than it brings.
—John Updike

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Post #122

Time and I against any two. 
—Baltasar Gracián

Saturday, January 09, 2010

Post #100

Time is that wherein there is opportunity, and opportunity is that wherein there is no great time.
—Hippocrates

Wednesday, January 06, 2010

Post #97

My evening visitors, if they cannot see the clock, should find the time in my face.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson

Sunday, January 03, 2010

Post #94

Only our concept of Time makes it possible for us to speak of the Day of Judgment by that name; in reality it is a summary court in perpetual session.
—Franz Kafka

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Post #50

Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you.
—Carl Sandburg

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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