Welcome to My World of Quotes

"Once in a while invite the person in line behind you to go ahead of you."

"Send your mother-in-law flowers on your spouse's birthday. H. Jackson Brown Jr."

"Be as friendly to the janitor as to the chairman of the board. H. Jackson Brown Jr."

"Don't be so concerned with your rights that you forget your manners. H. Jackson Brown Jr."

"When you say, "I'm sorry," look the person in the eye. H. Jackson Brown Jr."

"Don't dismiss a good idea simply because you don't like the source. H. Jackson Brown Jr."

"Pray. There's immeasurable power in it. H. Jackson Brown Jr."

"Never ask a barber if you need a haircut. H. Jackson Brown Jr."

"Leave a quarter where a child can find it. H. Jackson Brown Jr."

"When it comes to worrying or painting a picture, know when to stop. H. Jackson Brown Jr."

"You don't get harmony when everybody sings the same note. -Doug Floyd"

"The mind is like a TV set, when it goes blank, it's a good idea to turn off the sound."

"The hardest thing in life to learn is which bridge to cross and which to burn."

"If you only look at what is, you might never attain what could be. --Unknown"

"Motivation is what gets you started. Habit is what keeps you going. --Jim Ryun"

"Life is like riding a bicycle; you don't fall off unless you stop pedaling.--Claude Pepper"

"Maybe you're right" can have a disarming effect in an argument.--Unknown"

"When you're too busy for friends, you're too busy.--Unknown""

"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life. It goes on.--Unknown"

"Accept that some days you're the pigeon, and some days you're the statue.--Unknown"

"Live so that when your children think of fairness and integrity, they think of you.--Unknown""

"You can make your world so much larger simply by acknowledging everyone else's.--Unknown"

"Sports do not build character. They reveal it.--Unknown"

"Thinking is the hardest work there is, which is probably the reason so few engage in it.--Unknown"

"One measure of leadership is the caliber of people who choose to follow you.--Unknown"

"Success is never final, but failure can be.--Unknown"

"More things grow in the garden than the gardener sows.--Unknown"

"Where there is great love, there are always miracles.--Unknown"

"We are all inclined to judge ourselves by our ideals; others, by their acts.--Unknown"

"Forgiveness is a gift of high value; yet, its cost is nothing.--Unknown"

"Laurels don't make much of a cushion.--Unknown"

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"Watch your thoughts, they become your words

Watch your words, they become your actions

Watch your actions, they become your habits

Watch your habits, they become your character

Watch your character, it becomes your destiny."

~ Author Unknown ~

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A better understanding of our older citizens...

The story......When a senior died in the geriatric ward of a hospital near
Dundee, Scotland, it was felt that she had left nothing of value. Then the
nurses, going through her possessions, found this poem. Its quality so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital. One nurse took her copy to Ireland. The lady's sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas edition of the News Magazine of the North Ireland Association for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on the poem.

The Poem:

What do you see, nurses, what do you see,

what are you thinking when you're looking at me?

A crabby old woman, not very wise,

uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes.

Who dribbles her food and makes no reply

when you say in a loud voice, "I do wish you'd try!

"Who seems not to notice the things that you do,

and forever is losing a stocking or shoe.

Who, resisting or not, lets you do as you will

with bathing and feeding, the long day to fill.

I'll tell you who I am as I sit here so still.

I'm a small child of ten with a father and mother,

brothers and sisters, who love one another.

A young girl of sixteen, with wings on her feet,

dreaming that soon now a lover she'll meet.

A bride soon at twenty -- my heart gives a leap,

remembering the vows that I promised to keep.

At twenty-five now, I have young of my own

who need me to guide and a secure happy home.

A woman of thirty, my young now grown fast,

bound to each other with ties that should last.

At forty my young sons have grown

and are gone, but my man's beside me to see I don't mourn.

At fifty once more babies play round my knee,

again we know children, my loved one and me.

Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead;

I look at the future, shudder with dread.

For my young are all rearing young of their own,

and I think of the years and the love that I've known.

I'm now an old woman and nature is cruel;

'tis jest to make old age look like a fool.

The body, it crumbles, grace and vigor depart,

there is now a stone where I once had a heart.

But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells,

and now and again my battered heart swells.

I remember the joys, I remember the pain,

and I'm loving and living life over again.

I think of the years - all too few, gone too fast -

and accept the stark fact that nothing can last.

So open your eyes, nurses, open and see,

not a crabby old woman; look closer -- see ME!!

Remember this poem when you next meet an old person. We will one day be there, too.

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The Seattle Special Olympics

A few years ago, at the Seattle Special Olympics, nine contestants, all
physically or mentally disabled, assembled at the starting line for the
100-yard dash.

At the gun, they all started out, not exactly in a dash, but with a
relish to run the race to the finish and win. All, that is, except one
little boy who stumbled on the asphalt, tumbled over a couple of times,
and began to cry.

The other eight heard the boy cry. They slowed down and looked back.

Then they all turned around and went back; every one of them.
One girl with Down's Syndrome bent down and kissed him and said, "This
will make it better." Then all nine linked arms and walked together to
the finish line. Everyone in the stadium stood, and the cheering went on
for several minutes. People who were there are still telling the story.

Why? Because deep down we know this one thing: What matters in this life
is more than winning for ourselves. What matters in this life is helping
others win, even if it means slowing down and changing our course. If
you pass this on, we may be able to change our hearts as well as someone
else's; "A candle loses nothing by lighting another candle"

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GET A TRANSFER

If you are on the Gloomy Line,

Get a transfer.

If you're inclines to fret and pine,

Get a transfer.

Get off the track of doubt and gloom,

Get on the Sunshine Track - there's room -

Get a transfer.

If you're on the Worry Train,

Get a transfer

You must not stay there and complain,

Get a transfer.

The Cheerful Cars are passing through,

And there's lots of room for you -

Get a transfer.

If you're on the Grouchy Track,

Get a transfer.

Just take a Happy Special back,

Get a transfer.

Jump on the train and pull the rope,

That lands you at the station Hope -

Get a transfer.

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AT SET OF SUN

If you sit down at set of sun

And count the acts that you have done,

And, counting, find

One self-denying deed, one word

That eased the heart of him who heard -

Once glance most kind,

That fell like sunshine where it went -

Then you may count that day well spent.

But, if, through all the livelong day,

You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay -

If, through it all

You've nothing done that you can trace

That brought the sunshine to one face -

No act most small

That helped some soul and nothing cost -

Then count that day as worse than lost.

by: George Eliot

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MY EVENING PRAYER

If I have wounded any soul to-day,

If I have caused one foot to go astray,

If I have walked in my own willful way -

Good Lord, forgive!

If I have uttered idle words or vain,

If I have turned aside from want or pain,

Lest I myself should suffer through the strain -

Good Lord, forgive.

If I have craved for joys that are not mine,

If I have let my wayward heart repine,

Dwelling on things of earth, not things divine -

Good Lord, forgive.

If I have been perverse, or hard, or cold,

If I have longed for shelter in Thy fold,

When Thou hast given me some part to hold -

Good Lord, forgive.

Forgive the sins I have confessed to Thee,

Forgive the secret sins I do not see,

That which I know not, Father, teach Thou me -

Help me to live.

by: Charles H. Gabriel

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TO KNOW ALL IS TO FORGIVE ALL

If I knew you and you knew me-

If both of us could clearly see,

And with an inner sight divine

The meaning of your heart and mine-

I'm sure that we would differ less

And clasp our hands in friendliness;

Our thoughts would pleasantly agree

If I knew you, and you knew me.

If I knew you and you knew me,

As each one knows his own self, we

Could look each other in the face

And see therein a truer grace.

Life has so many hidden woes,

So many thorns for every rose;

The "why" of things our hearts would see,

If I knew you and you knew me.

by: Nixon Waterman

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A Friendship By Any Other Name

No one criticizes the young rose when it's only
a small bud and not yet open. It is beautiful
right where it is, in the course of its growth.
No one points at the thorns and complains
that the rose needs water and sunshine to grow
and someone to cultivate the ground. We simply
gaze in wonder at its beauty, from bud to
full blossom.

The same beauty is true of friendship. Like
the rose, it is beautiful in each of its seasons.
Don't point out its shortcomings or potential
faults. Never focus on its weakness. With time,
love, nurturing, and faith, friendship will grow.
Take time to stop and breathe in its fragrance
and appreciate its development.

by John C. Maxwell

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This site originated on December 30, 1999