I believe you can have whatever you really want in this life, in one form or another, sooner or later. All you have to do is take care of your health and be lucky enough to live for a while. But you can't have it all at once and you can't have it forever. No life has the room for everything in it, not on the same day.
I care for riches, to make gifts To friends, or lead a sick man back to health With ease and plenty. Else small aid is wealth For daily gladness once a man be done With hunger, rich and poor are all as one.
I care for riches, to make gifts
Jack of all trades, master of none Jacking up WISDOM with everyone That was stolen from a little old man Because he thinks everyone's dumb. He's a Doctor and a Faith Healer He's a Teacher and a Cheater He's a PREACHER and a Sinner He's a Musician and a Politician He's a Judge with a grudge He is trying to be an Artist But nobody was pleased. Jack of all trades Speaking highly of his trades But not even a master of one. Records, showed none... A COPY and PASTE TEACHER, And a PAINTLESS PAINTER. Trying to be a motivator, But, avoids his own mirror. Advice foods and health facts, But who's overweight and fat. Words of pretense, But a bad influence. Tried to create more, But achieve worse than before. Kindness is his devotion, But it's the opposite of his actions. Love and peace as problem solutions, But shows love of gun collections. Your virtue of righteousness, Are just a paradox, it is worthless. You're no mystery, But just plain MISERY. Jack of all trades, For sure master of NONE.
Man can accomplish everything he intends, as in the seeds of intention are the blueprints / mechanics of their manifestation. Let all your intentions serve larger interest & MickeyMize this world. Share this with as many for world harmony, health and happiness.
Money may be the husk of many things, but not the kernel. It brings you food, but not appetite; medicine, but not health; acquaintances, but not friends; servants, but not faithfulness; days of joy, but not peace and happiness.
My experience through life has convinced me that, while moderation and temperance in all things are commendable and beneficial, abstinence from spirituous liquors is the best safeguard of morals and health.
Never continue in a job you don't enjoy. If you're happy in what you're doing, you'll like yourself, you'll have inner peace. And if you have that, along with physical health, you will have had more success than you could possibly have imagined.
One of the things that keeps you from dropping them in the nearest volcano is that you had to work too hard to get them. You had to cry, you had to scream, you had to sweat, you had to cuss out health care officials, and when that's all over with, you'll be willing to put up with a lot more from your kids.
Ordinary people think that talent must be always on its own level and that it arises every morning like the sun, rested and refreshed, ready to draw from the same storehouse -- always open, always full, always abundant -- new treasures that it will heap up on those of the day before; such people are unaware that, as in the case of all mortal things, talent has its increase and decrease, and that independently of the career it takes, like everything that breathes... it undergoes all the accidents of health, of sickness, and of the dispositions of the soul -- its gaiety or its sadness. As with our perishable flesh. talent is obliged constantly to keep guard over itself, to combat, and to keep perpetually on the alert amid the obstacles that witness the exercise of its singular power.