Jessica Bibbee

Posts Tagged ‘beat’

20120427

In aphorism, poetry, proverb, rumination on 20120427 at 23:21

The fool seek dominance, the wise seek balance.

The fool make noise, the wise make music.

Art is unnecessary, and that is precisely what makes it necessary.

Music is a gift that we can give to or deny our children.

With fervor is there urgency in purpose.

Musicians are magicians.

A will is the wishes of the living respected by the living once the living days have passed on.

Music is the sound that the heart makes between beats.

But with the presence of a void does a note resonate, like the oxygen that fuels a flame.

The art of management is to exploit strength and mitigate weakness.

Exercise the metamuscle: think about your thinking.

《the war within》
War is something you
create
carry
kill
within your heart.

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20120221

In aphorism, proverb, rumination on 20120221 at 23:59

Every beaten path was forged first by a single person -why not you?

For every leader that someone cares to follow, there are many others that no one dares to follow.

To be quenched of a thirst that one was not aware of, to at last gain cognizance of a hunger unknown, is to have an epiphany, to be enlightened, to be awakened.

20110703

In aphorism, proverb on 20110704 at 10:20

The fool prematurely kills off the sickly plant that simply needed pruning, watering, and nurturing.

The fool sooner pulls a seedling than waters it, fearing it a weed and too impatient to find it a rose.

Prune the rose bush back to the ground, and watch her grow back stronger and more beautiful yet.

To avenge is to have mercy on; to ignore is to torture.

A mountain without a valley is but an elevated plain.

A mountain is born of its valley.

Remove choice from others and bear responsibility alone.

A single grain of sand weathers the beating of the entire ocean.

20100311

In aphorism, proverb on 20100311 at 14:49

Flattery and fakery are not the equals of compliments and courtesy.

A candle’s light is brightest at the darkest of night.

Falsity is the front of the fool.

Walking beats mass transit feet down.