david strasser

Tuesday, July 13, 2021

There once was a girl from Purdue

There once was a girl from Purdue
Not far from the Tippecanoe
In search of her Wow!
She followed a cow
Back home to a farmer named Stu.
—holden klass

Sunday, July 11, 2021

Post #3080

All the breaks you need in life wait within your imagination, Imagination is the workshop of your mind, capable of turning mind energy into accomplishment and wealth.
—Napoleon Hill

Sunday, July 04, 2021

Post #3079

Invention is the talent of youth as judgment is of age.
—Jonathan Swift

Sunday, June 27, 2021

Post #3078

The wiser and mightier a master is, the more spontaneously is carried out his work and the simpler it is.
—Meister Eckehart

Sunday, June 20, 2021

Post #3077

No great genius has ever been without some madness.
—Aristotle

Sunday, June 13, 2021

Post #3076

The secret of contentment is knowing how to enjoy what you have, and to lose all desire for things beyond your reach.”
—Lin Yutang

Monday, June 07, 2021

Remembering Lidia Raquel Sanchez Carmago - San Luis Potosi, Mexico

December 11, 1976 - April 23, 2021

Lidia was a great friend. She had a big heart. She was smart, strong, generous, and very talented, —a beautiful woman, with a lot of life still ahead of her. She loved her family, and her dog. She was kind to strangers and treated the poor with dignity and respect. It was April 07 when she told me she was sick and thought she had Covid. Over the next 9 days I stayed in touch with her while she quarantined at home. She did NOT want to go to the hospital. During that time, her situation worsened. But by April 16 seemed stable. Next thing I know she's in the hospital. That was the last time I heard from her. It was the last time anyone heard from her. Lidia died alone on April 23, 2021 in a hospital in San Luis Potosi, Mexico. AND I shudder to think under what conditions.

God be with her, and rest her soul.

Rest in Peace, Lidia. I miss you and will remember you always.

Dave

Sunday, June 06, 2021

Post #3075

Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.
—Leonardo da Vinci

Sunday, May 30, 2021

Post #3074

Contentment is natural wealth — a man is richest who is content with the least, for content is the wealth of nature.
—Socrates

Sunday, May 23, 2021

Post #3073

Next to knowing when to seize an opportunity, the most important thing in life is to know when to forego an advantage.
—Benjamin Disraeli

Sunday, May 16, 2021

Post #3072

To different minds, the same world is a hell, and a heaven.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson

Sunday, May 09, 2021

Post #3071

Keep out of ruts; a rut is something which if traveled in too much, becomes a ditch.
—Arthur Guiterman

Wednesday, May 05, 2021

Marisol

Of all the breathtaking sights we greet

The sun and sea when first they meet

Beautiful views set it apart

A sight to hold and take your heart

So when you find this graceful scene

Think of Marisol! Charmed and serene.

—holden klass

Sunday, May 02, 2021

Post #3070

They are short-sighted who look only on the path they tread.
—Kahlil Gibran

Sunday, April 25, 2021

Post #3069

Learning is wealth to the poor an honor to the rich an aid to the young and a support and comfort to the aged.
—Schuyler Colfax Jr.

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