The Early Morning
Hilaire Belloc
The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other;
The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother.
The moon on my left and the dawn on my right-
My brother, good morning; my sister, good night.
The Early Morning
Hilaire Belloc
The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other;
The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother.
The moon on my left and the dawn on my right-
My brother, good morning; my sister, good night.
“If you’ll not settle for anything less than your best, you will be amazed at what you can accomplish in your life.”
~ Vince Lombardi
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“If you do something for someone else, never remember. If someone does something for you, never forget.”
~ Dale Carnegie
“The way to write a thriller is to ask a question at the beginning, and answer it at the end.”
~ Lee Child
The more salt you eat, the more calcium your body gets rid of, which means it’s not there to help your bones. Foods like breads, cheeses, chips, and cold cuts have some of the highest counts. You don’t have to cut salt out entirely, but aim for less than 2,300 milligrams of sodium a day.
“Among the things you can give and still keep are your word, a smile, and a grateful heart.”
~ Zig Ziglar
Keep going. Don’t look back. Don’t stop. Keep going. It’s the way through.
Happy people do not spend a lot of time watching violent movies or focusing on bad news on TV. They instead spend their time exposing themselves to positive inspirational and motivational materials. They watch movies that uplift them and bring them hope. They read books that inspire and motivate them. They watch videos online that make them laugh and bring them joy to see some something good.
“It begins with a character, usually, and once he stands up on his feet and begins to move, all I can do is trot along behind him with a paper and pencil trying to keep up long enough to put down what he says and does.”
~ William Faulkner
I Sit and Think
J. R. R. Tolken
I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen,
of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been;
Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair.
I sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see.
For still there are so many things that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring there is a different green.
I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago,
and people who will see a world that I shall never know.
But all the while I sit and think of times there were before,
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door.