18 November 2009

Quotes I live by

As I have heard, quoting does not mean you are an intelligent person. However, I feel that the sign of intelligence is whether you actually follow the advice of intelligent people. If you can discern the bullshit from the genuine words of wisdom, I give you kudos, you're on your way.

Here are a few quotes that I either live by personally, or that I find so cute/adorable/hilarious that I wanted to share them with you [all 2 of my followers ;)] Maybe you can read these, and bring them into your own daily activities. I tried to pare it down a bit, but sorry if there are quite a few!

Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves. -
Confucius

Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses. - Confucius

Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much. - Oscar
Wilde

Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative. - Oscar
Wilde

If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise
they'll kill you.
- Oscar Wilde

How poor are they who have not patience! What wound did ever heal but
by degrees.
- William Shakespeare

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind. - William
Shakespeare

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely
players.
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his
time plays many parts...
- William Shakespeare, "As You Like It", Act 2
scene 7

Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the
people
. - William Butler Yeats

A friend is a second self. - Aristotle

It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought
without accepting it.
- Aristotle

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession
of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
- Jane Austen, Pride
and Prejudice, first line






17 November 2009

The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;


Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,


And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.


I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

16 November 2009

What did I do?

I am a firm believer in communication. Heck, I am in the profession of communicating. So I try to keep up with all of my friends. It's hard, I admit. I've got so many wonderful people in my life that I try to hold dear, but my arms are only so long and so strong. So I know that sometimes people slip through the cracks.

But the wonderful thing about most of my friends is that they understand that I have a full time job and work crazy hectic hours. There are certain friends who I can pretty much ignore for weeks at a time and then pick up where we left off like time had melted away between us.

So, that being said, I'm really trying to do the same in regards to the busy, hectic lives of some of my friends. Note the main word: trying.

I'm failing miserably.

There are two people whom I love more than anything in the world living their lives - working, relationships with family and significant others. I have tried, tried, and tried some more to get in touch with them. I text, I write on walls, and I call cell phones that never get picked up. After a month of this, I am starting to get a little discouraged. Have I done something wrong? Was there some little Miss Manners taboo that I crossed the last time I saw either of them?

I feel... so left out being up here. I know it's worth it -- the job, the experience. But sometimes I selfishly just want to tell the world fuck off, and move back home. But right now, I don't even know if I'd feel comfortable there, either.

What gives? I wish I could ask -- but no one seems to be listening to me.