The truest greatness lies in being kind, the truest wisdom in a happy mind.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
I like what Wilcox wrote but I don’t think the greatness she speaks of must come from the appreciation of others. Too often the medals in this world go to those who seek them and yet most of the great things are done by people like you and me. It is the aggregate of the good works of many that makes a society thrive.
If you are like I am you hear people all around you blame someone else for a world not to their liking. They feel that it is up to someone else to make it better. Too many feel that if we got rid of the young people, or those who believe differently then us, or those who don’t look like us, or have some other characteristic different then our own, that we would be better off. If we thought they were right the solution would mean putting only people like themselves in control. Of course if we follow their logic to its conclusion the only real answer would lie in ethnic purification, expulsion, genocide and all the evils that over the centuries have first flourished and then in the end destroyed societies.
Sadly I sometimes feel that too many people today are so busy searching for recognition or retribution that they don’t have time for kindness nor happiness. In truth we each are the judges of our own greatness. Appreciation for what we do lies within ourselves. The happiest people I know always choose kindness over hatred.
I also think Wilcox is right when she says the truest wisdom exists in a happy mind. Wisdom does not require us to have great knowledge; it only requires us to make choices that do not distract from our natural happiness. Any day that we can look back upon with satisfaction because we did our best and did it without expense to others is a day where there is a foundation for happiness. We don’t require things we don’t have in order to achieve happiness. Happiness only requires us to like who we are and what we do.
I am especially fortunate because so many of you do so much for others that it adds to my own happiness. And to tell you the truth I would much rather stick around with you guys than invite the hate and fear mongers to sit at my table.
When we feel love and kindness toward others, it not only makes others feel loved and cared for, but it helps us also to develop inner happiness and peace.
The Dalai Lama
Future Novelists… These are actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays
- Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two other sides gently compressed by a thigh master.
- His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
- The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife’s infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge free ATM.
- The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn’t.
- From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie surreal quality, like when you’re on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7 pm instead of 7:30.
- John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
- He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the east river.
- "Oh, Jason, take me!" she panted, her breasts heaving like a college freshman on $1-a-beer night.
- The Ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
- He was deeply in love when she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
- She was as easy as the TV guide crossword.
- It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall.
"I have an inferiority complex, it’s just not a very good one."
A young man who wants to see the world signs on to a tramp steamer to be trained as a helmsman. He masters the classroom instruction, then starts his practical training on the wheel of the vessel. In his first lesson, the mate gives him a heading, and the young fellow holds to it.
Then the mate orders, "Come starboard."
Pleased at knowing immediately which way starboard is, the young man leaves the helm and walks over to his instructor.
The mate has an incredulous look on his face as the helm swings freely. Then, rather gently considering the circumstance, he asks politely, "Could you bring the ship with you?"
Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time.
It is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable.
Sydney J. Harris
An 80-year-old- couple are having problems remembering things, so they decide to see their doctor to find out if anything is wrong with them. They see the doctor and tell him about the memory problems they’ve been having. After a check-up, the doctor tells them that they are physically fine but might want to start writing things down to help them remember things. They thank the doctor and leave.
Later that night while watching TV, the old man gets up from his chair. "Where are you going?" asks his wife. "To the kitchen," he replies.
"Will you get me a bowl of ice cream?" she asks. "Sure," he says. She says, "Maybe you should write it down so you’ll remember." "I’ll remember," he says "Well, I would also like some strawberries on top," she says. "You had better write that down cause I know you’ll forget."
"I can remember that," he says, as he begins to loose his patience. "You want a bowl of ice cream with strawberries."
"I would also like whip cream on top," she adds, "I know you will forget that so you better write it down." Hopping mad he says, "I don’t need to write that down! I will remember just fine." He fumes into the kitchen to get the food.
After about 20 minutes he returns from the kitchen and hands her a plate of bacon and eggs. She stares at the plate for a moment and says, "You forgot my toast."
Earlier today I was trying to daydream, but my mind kept wandering.
"I had the toughest time of my life. First, I got angina pectoris and then arteriosclerosis. Just as I was recovering from these, I got tuberculosis, double pneumonia and phthisis.
Then they gave me hypodermics. Appendicitis was followed by tonsillectomy. These gave way to aphasia and hypertrophic cirrhosis. I completely lost my memory for a while.
I know I had diabetes and acute ingestion, besides gastritis, rheumatism, lumbago and neuritis. I don’t know how I pulled through it. It was the hardest spelling test I’ve ever had."
If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause and say, here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
Indianapolis, Indiana, USA
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