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 When from our better selves we have too long been parted by the hurrying world, and droop. Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, how gracious, how benign in solitude.

                                             William Wordsworth

Dust as we are, the immortal spirit grows
Like harmony in music; there is a dark
Inscrutable workmanship that reconciles
Discordant elements, makes them cling together
In one society. How strange, that all
The terrors, pains, and early miseries,
Regrets, vexations, lassitudes interfused
Within my mind, should e'er have borne a part,
And that a needful part, in making up
The calm existence that is mine when I
Am worthy of myself! Praise to the end!

William Wordsworth
                                    

Edited by spain - 11 years ago

How to Manage Your Temper

"Before you can grow up, you must fall in love 3 times. Once you must fall in love with your best friend, ruining your friendship forever. This will teach you who your true friends are, and the fine line between friendship and more.

Once you must fall in love with someone you believe to be perfect. You will learn that no one is perfect, and that you should never be treated as any less than you deserve. And once you must fall in love with someone that is exactly like you. This will teach you about who you are, and who you want to be.And when you're through with all that, you learn that the people who care about you the most are the ones that you hurt, and the ones that hurt you are the ones that you needed the most.

But most of all, you learn that love is only a concept and is not something that can be defined, it is different to each person that experiences it. And you will learn to respect each and every person on this earth, knowing that everyone only wants to be loved."

                           The Lockless Door

IT went many years,   
But at last came a knock,   
And I thought of the door   
With no lock to lock.   
 
I blew out the light,           
I tip-toed the floor,   
And raised both hands   
In prayer to the door.   
 
But the knock came again   
My window was wide;           
I climbed on the sill   
And descended outside.   
 
Back over the sill   
I bade a "Come in"   
To whoever the knock           
At the door may have been.   
 
So at a knock   
I emptied my cage   
To hide in the world   
And alter with age.    

                                      Robert Frost
 
 

Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

                                  Max Ehrman

So I saw the tamil movie "Paradesi" this weekend.

The River of Life by Thomas Campbell

 
The more we live, more brief appear
     Our life's succeeding stages:
A day to childhood seems a year,
     And years like passing ages.
 
The gladsome current of our youth,
     Ere passion yet disorders,
Steals lingering like a river smooth
     Along its grassy borders.
 
But as the careworn cheek grows wan,
     And sorrow's shafts fly thicker,
Ye Stars, that measure life to man,
     Why seem your courses quicker?
 
When joys have lost their bloom and breath
     And life itself is vapid,
Why, as we reach the Falls of Death,
     Feel we its tide more rapid?
 
It may be strange—yet who would change
     Time's course to slower speeding,
When one by one our friends have gone
     And left our bosoms bleeding?
 
Heaven gives our years of fading strength
     Indemnifying fleetness;
And those of youth, a seeming length,
     Proportion'd to their sweetness.

 Fitness Thoughts

My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was 60. She's 97 now & we don't know where the hell she is!

The only reason I would take up jogging is so I could hear heavy breathing again.

I joined a health club last year, spent about 400 bucks. Haven't lost a pound. Apparently you have to show up?

I have to exercise in the morning before my brain figures out what I'm doing.

I don't exercise at all. If God meant us to touch our toes, he would have put them further up our body.

I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.

I have flabby thighs, but fortunately my stomach covers them.

The advantage of exercising every day is that you die healthier.

If you are going to try cross-country skiing, start with a small country.

I don't jog... it makes the ice jump right out of my glass.