Showing posts with label worries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label worries. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Post #2347

Keep thy heart afar from sorrow, and be not anxious about the trouble which is not yet come.

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Post #2192

Not every man who has an easy place has a soft pillow.

Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Post #2118

To carry care to bed is to sleep with a pack on your back.
—Thomas Chandler Haliburton

Thursday, May 12, 2016

Post #2074

Keep thy heart afar from sorrow, and be not anxious about the trouble which is not yet come.

Monday, June 29, 2015

Post #1846

Don't let nothin' get you plumb down.
—Woody Guthrie 

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Thursday, December 06, 2012

Post #1130

When speculation has done its worst, two and two still make four.
—Samuel Johnson

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Post #1099

Drag your thoughts away from your troubles - by the ears, by the heels, or any other way you can manage it. It's the healthiest thing a body can do.
—Mark Twain

Monday, September 17, 2012

Post #1061

When I look back on all the worries, I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which never happened.
—Sir Winston Churchill

Thursday, February 02, 2012

Post #850

If pleasures are greatest in anticipation, just remember that this is also true of trouble.
—Elbert Hubbard

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Post #723

Real difficulties can be overcome, it is only the imaginary ones that are unconquerable.
Theodore N. Vale

Thursday, August 04, 2011

Post #670

What's the use of worrying?
It never was worthwhile,
So, pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,
And smile, smile, smile.
—George H. Powell

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Post #652

The more flesh, the more worms.  The more possessions, the more worry.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Post #587

A worried man could borrow a lot of trouble with practically no collateral.
—Helen Nielsen

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Post #544

It is the little things that fret and worry us; you can dodge an elephant, but not a fly.
—H.W. Shaw

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Post #540

Worry is a god, invisible but omnipotent. It steals the bloom from the cheek and lightness from the pulse; it takes away the appetite, and turns the hair gray.
—Benjamin Disraeli

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Post #533

What worries you, masters you.
—Haddon W. Robinson

Tuesday, March 01, 2011

Post #515

Do not think of all your anxieties, you will only make yourself ill.
—The Shih King

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Post #506

To be rich is not the end, but only a change, of worries.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Post #473

As a cure for worrying, work is better than whiskey.
—Thomas A. Edison

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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