Showing posts with label vision. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vision. Show all posts

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Post #2064

We are all visionaries, and what we see is our soul in things.
—Henri-Frédéric Amiel

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Post #1293

Tell me to what you pay attention and I will tell you who you are.
—José Ortega y Gasset

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Post #1045

Art does not reproduce the visible; rather it makes visible.
—Paul Klee

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Post #1033

Five minutes, just before going to sleep, given to a bit of directed imagination regarding achievement possibilities of the morrow, will steadily and increasingly bear fruit, particularly if all ideas of difficulty, worry or fear are resolutely ruled out and replaced by those of accomplishment and smiling courage.
—Frederick Pierce

Saturday, May 05, 2012

Post #942

I was seldom able to see an opportunity until it had ceased to be one.
—Mark Twain

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Post #801

It isn't that they can't see the solution, it's that they can't see the problem.
—G.K. Chesterton

Sunday, September 04, 2011

Post #701

Discovery consists of seeing what everybody has seen and thinking what nobody has thought.
—Albert von Szent-Györgyi de Nagyrápolt

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Post #471

You can't depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.
—Mark Twain

Friday, December 24, 2010

Post #448

Our visions begin with our desires.
—Audre Lorde

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Post #379

A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
—William Blake

Monday, May 03, 2010

Post #213

The eyes are not responsible when the mind does the seeing.
—Publilius Syrus

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Post #208

Discovery consists in seeing what everybody has seen and thinking what nobody has thought.
—Albert Szent-Györgyi

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Post #202

Any road followed to it's end leads precisely nowhere. Climb the mountain just a little bit to test it's a mountain. From the top of the mountain, you cannot see the mountain.
—Frank Herbert

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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One From the Archives

Post #317

People ought to be one of two things, young or old. No; what's the use of fooling? People ought to be one of two things, young or dead. ...



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