THINGS THOUGHTFUL

Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXVI, 11 August 1934, Page 10

THINGS THOUGHTFUL

LAUGHTER Laughter is man’s declaration of freedom; it is his refusal to go into bondage to his troubles. —Callisthenes. ♦ * * * THE PRAYER OF THE HUMBLE The prayer of the humble pierceth the clouds: and till it come, nigh, he will hot'be comforted: and will, not; depart, till the most High shall behold to judge righteously, and excite judgment.—Eeclcsiastieus.- * # # * PURPOSE AND WILL What men want is not talent, it is purpose; not the power to achieve, but, the will to labour. —Lvtton. ♦z* » * WHEN THINGS GO WRONG Next time tilings go wrong and the world begins to look black, sec if the fault isn’t yours.—E. E. Thompson. * * * * THE GREATEST OBSERVER The greatest observer, and the most profound thinker, is. invariably the most lenient judge. —Buckle. DON’T WORRY, BUT ENJOY THE PRESENT Enjoyment of the present is denied to those who worry too much about the future.—B.-I. Philosophy. YESTERDAY. TO-DAY AND TO-MORROW Let Yesterday be a lesson, To-day an action, To-morrow a hope.—Mmo. de iWitt-Guizot. * » # * INSPIRATION Inspiration may be found along the beaten track, but it is in the untrodden path that the greatest discoveries are made. —Ernest Peggram. * » « # OUR BROTHER’S NEEDS We should love our brothers not according to their desert, but. according to their need. —R. Wliitwell. * * * * ARTIFICIALITY OF ' AFFECTATION Afl'efctation is the wisdom of fools, and the folly of many a comparatively wise man. “It is,” says Johnson, “an artificial show: an elaborate- appearance: a false pretence.” » * * *

SELF-DENIAL 1 Pure self-denial is our good angel’s hand barring the gates of sin.—Abbe Mullois. * * * * ON THE VERGE OF BOTH WORLDS Man stands on the verge of the two worlds, and must ever, therefore, be deeply interested,in their bearing and connection with each other. It is only a lapse into the'grb'sser and more material state of being that can annihilate that interest. * * * * WOMAN'S INFLUENCE ON SOCIAL MORALS Whatever may be the customs and laws' of a country, the women of it, decide the morals. Free or. subjugated, they reign, because, they hold possession of our passions;' ’But their influence is more or less salutary, according to the degree of esteem which is granted them. Whether they are our idols or companions, courtesans or beasts, of burthen, the reaction is complete, . and they make us such as they are themselves. It seems as if nature connected our intelligence with their dignity, as we connect our morality with tlieir virtue. This, therefore, is a law of eternal justice: man cannot degrade women without himself falling into degradation; lm cannot 1 aise 1 .them. ! without, himself becoming better. Let, .us cast our eyes over the globe, and observe those two great divisions of the human race, the East and the West. One-half of the ancient world remains without progress or thought, and under the load of a barbarous cultivation: women there are slaves. The other half advances towords freedom and light, the women are loved and honoured. —Martin.,

, ; EDENiTN THE HOME Whate’ei;• my future years.may be, Let joy, or grief my fate betide. Be still an Eden bright to me, . My own, niv own fireside! . ’ —A. A.-Watts. * * * *

LIFE’S CIRCUMSTANCES Ourselves are easily provided tor, it is nothing but the circumstantials of human life that cost so much. —Pope. . * * * A STRONG WILL 0 well for him whose will is strong! He suffers, but lie will not suffer long; He suffers, but he cannot suffer wrong: For him nor moves the loiul world’s random nlcck, Nor all Calamity’s hugest waves confound. Who sees a promontory of rock. That, compass’d' round with turbulent sound, In middle ocean, meets the surging shock, Tempest-buffeted, citadel-crown’d. But ill for him who, bettering not with time, Corrupts the strength of heavendeacended Will, And ever weaker grows thro acted crime, Or seeming-genial venial fault. Recurring and suggesting still! He seems as one whose footsteps halt, Toiling in immeasurable sand, And o’er a weary cultry land,

Far beneath a blazing vault, Sown in a wrinkle of the. monstrous hill, The.city sparkles like a grain of salt. —Tennyson.

* I * * * THE REvVARD OF TOIL It should be': our pleasure that our days be not squandered nor suffered to pass away in vaiii, and without need of honour, ieaving no record of themselves in the minds of men. Good fortune is valueless to. him who knows not toil.—Leonardo da Vinci. * * * * LIFE OF THE SOUL For What is Time? The shadow on the dial —the striking of the clock — tho running of the sand —day and night—summer and winter —months, years, centuries/ These are but arbitrary and outward signs—the measure of Time, not Time itself. Time is the life of the soul.—Longfellow. TWINS OF SYMPATHY Our hearts, my love, were formed to be The genuine twins of sympathy; They live in one sensation: And thrill with one vibration. —Thomas Moore.

THE FEVER OF AMBITION But, quiet to quick bosoms is a hell, And there hath been thy bane; there is a lire And motion of the soul which will not (hve’l ‘ In its own narrow being, but aspire Beyond the fitting medium of desire; And but once kindled, quenchless evermore. Preys upon high adventure, nor can tire Of aught but rest; :i fever at the core. Fatal to him who bears, to all who . ever bore. —Byron-.