Jessica Bibbee

Posts Tagged ‘be’

20180127

In aphorism on 20180127 at 23:55

There are two occasions when one falls silent: when one has nothing to say and when one has too much to say. In every other occasion, the lay struggle to find the words that the poet effortlessly writes.

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20180106

In aphorism on 20180106 at 23:55

Who does not give up an apology so claims an error forever as his own. 

The fool who is right is deaf, for his unwilliness to listen to the truth. 
The lay who might be right is dumb, for his unwillingness to set aside his pride. 
The intellect who might be wrong questions, for the potential to gain the truth. 
The wise who is wrong apologizes, for in giving up his pride he gains the truth. 

20171024

In aphorism, question on 20171024 at 23:55

What a fine machine is the human mind, when oiled equally, its logical gears and emotive pulleys.

What is a pulley without its belt? What is the value of one lone gear?

Talent two feet under has no advantage over skill six feet under.

20171024

In aphorism, question on 20171024 at 22:55

What a fine machine is the human mind, when oiled equally, its logical gears and emotive pulleys.

What is a pulley without its belt? What is the value of one lone gear?

20170709

In aphorism, proverb on 20170709 at 10:32

Sometimes the answer is the problem. 

20170602

In aphorism, proverb on 20170602 at 07:15

It is in the absence of leadership that leaders are born.

20170505

In aphorism, proverb on 20170505 at 23:55

An iceberg is just the tip of the glacier. 

20170409

In aphorism on 20170411 at 00:46

It is rarely before a door opens that we can truly appreciate erstwhile doors closed, as if in collusion. 

20170320

In aphorism, proverb on 20170320 at 11:56

Confide in a quidnunc and so, too, are you. 

20170318

In aphorism on 20170318 at 23:55

There is greatness in the smallest of actions, if only we pause to recognize what is easier to overlook. 

The fool praise the oak and belittle the acorn.

Mind the acorn and the oak will stand in its own. 

With naïveté do we inhale without understanding of how to exhale.

A good story is part struggle and part success. A great story is pure struggle.