Sunday, December 24, 2023

Post #3209

Keep neither a blunt knife nor an ill-disciplined looseness of tongue.
—Epictetus

Sunday, December 17, 2023

Post #3208

He that hath no musical instruction is a child in Music; he that hath no letters is a child in Learning; he that is untaught is a child in Life.
—Epictetus

Sunday, December 10, 2023

Sunday, December 03, 2023

Post #3206

Oh if a man tried
To take his time on Earth
And prove before he died
What one man's life could be worth
I wonder what would happen
to this world.
—Harry Chapin

Sunday, November 26, 2023

Post #3205

Character is simply habit long enough continued.
—Plutarch

Sunday, November 19, 2023

Post #3204

A mother is not a person to lean on, but a person to make leaning unnecessary.
—Dorothy Canfield Fisher

Sunday, November 12, 2023

Post #3203

Is not life a hundred times too short for us to bore ourselves?
—Friedrich Nietzsche

Sunday, November 05, 2023

Post #3202

Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.
—Andre Gide 

Sunday, October 29, 2023

Post #3201

The most successful people are those who are good at Plan B.
—James Yorke

Post #3200

Always you have to contend with the stupidity of men.
―Henry David Thoreau

Sunday, October 22, 2023

Post #3199

I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious.
—Albert Einstein

Sunday, October 15, 2023

Post #3198

How true Daddy's words were when he said: all children must look after their own upbringing. Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands.
—Anne Frank

Sunday, October 08, 2023

Post #3197

There are so many hungry people that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread.
—Mahatma Gandhi

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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