Change is inevitable. Change can be good or bad or even both at the same time. But change is always change. It speak volumes to the fickleness of humanity that we always become dissatisfied even with the best of anything. All year long we complain about the weather. In the summer we wish for fall in the fall we wish for spring in the spring for summer in the winter for both snow and summer. A man I once knew said he was anxious to get to heaven to see how God would set the thermostat to please everyone. Nothing is ever just right. Our dissatisfaction with the world stems from our basic dissatisfaction with ourselves. We see that things should be better in our lives and we try to fix that with things outside ourselves. Those things that are fixed, the weather, the way other people act, the changing financial climates, all of those things should be set aside and not be allowed to steal our contentment. Contentment is a skill, a practice, an art, it is within each of us but must be exercised to be effective. I feel sorry for the over-indulged of our generation who must have certain things to be happy, however fleetingly. We must each cultivate joy in our own hearts apart from possessions. Not that there is anything at all wrong with possessions. But things will never bring happiness, that can only be grown from inside us, in our own hearts.
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…and so little Diogenes, ever vigilant in his search for an honest man, lifts his lantern in the darkness and says, “To tell the truth, I’d settle for just one really good liar.”.
Too often I find myself energized, basking in the light and warmth of my own wisdom, only to waken and find myself in the dark and frozen to my bones.
There is no endeavor taken on by men that that can't be made worse by the dreading of it.
As it turns out I'm ambidextrous, but only in one hand.
It is truly "better to light one small candle rather than to curse the darkness", but the cursing usually wins out.
I am pushing sixty, down a very steep and slippery hill, with a hurricane wind at my back.
My childhood is yet within sight... it's just a long way behind me.
Smart? Why I've got brains I've never even used.
Why, if I could play like those guys, I'd have ruined my life earlier and in a much more creative way.
I stopped reading minds when I got tired of the small print..., and missing pages
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