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“They stood there, King of the Hill, Top of the Heap, Ruler of All They Surveyed, Unimpeachable Monarchs and Presidents, trying to understand what it meant to own a world and how big a world really was.” ― Ray Bradbury, The Martian Chronicles
Whar the deer’s slain some o’ the blood will lie.
Is àrd ceann an fhèidh sa chreachann.
Lofty is the deer’s head on the top of the mountain.
“The chahuiztle is upon us!”
Sounds like a bad omen, right? Well, it is. Chahuiztle is the generic name for some parasites (especially fungi) that infest commercially important crops. The phrase implies that our problems are going from bad to worse and everything will soon go to hell. Some people misspell the phrase as “¡Ya nos cargó el chahuiztle!” which literally means “The chahuiztle is carrying us!” This second phrase is evidently wrong since fungi do not have arms to carry people around. There are, however, some creepy characters that can (metaphorically) carry us to our demise, like the infamous Coco or the Clown
http://matadornetwork.com/life/13-phrases-mexicans-understand/
Never contend with one that is foolish, proud, positive, testy, or with a superior, or a clown, in matter of argument.
Thomas Fuller
Some people might call them cherubs, although there was nothing rosy-cheeked about them.
They might be rumoured among those who see to it that gravity operates and that time stays separate from space. Call them auditors. Auditors of reality.
TERRY PRATCHETT
“Cherubs fan our foolish fires, filling hearts with mad desires. They prick our pride and haughtiness with quick, angelic naughtiness.”
― John Biccard
“One thing about a skunk – once you recognize the markings, you know things are gonna stink.” ― Richelle E. Goodrich
If you are dancing with your rivals, don’t close your eyes. Burundian
Earl Percy sees my fall.
These words are said to have been uttered by Douglas as he lay dying at the battle of Otterburn. Applied to cases where an old rival is witness of a man’s discomfiture. — “Heart of Midlothian,” ch. 12; “The Surgeon’s Daughter,” ch. 7.
MY RIVAL
RUDYARD KIPLING
I go to concert, party, ball —
What profit is in these?
I sit alone against the wall
And strive to look at ease.
The incense that is mine by right
They burn before her shrine;
And that’s because I’m seventeen
And She is forty-nine.I cannot check my girlish blush,
My color comes and goes;
I redden to my finger-tips,
And sometimes to my nose.
But She is white where white should be,
And red where red should shine.
The blush that flies at seventeen
Is fixed at forty-nine.I wish I had Her constant cheek;
I wish that I could sing
All sorts of funny little songs,
Not quite the proper thing.
I’m very gauche and very shy,
Her jokes aren’t in my line;
And, worst of all, I’m seventeen
While She is forty-nine.The young men come, the young men go
Each pink and white and neat,
She’s older than their mothers, but
They grovel at Her feet.
They walk beside Her ‘rickshaw wheels —
None ever walk by mine;
And that’s because I’m seventeen
And She is foty-nine.She rides with half a dozen men,
(She calls them “boys” and “mashers”)
I trot along the Mall alone;
My prettiest frocks and sashes
Don’t help to fill my programme-card,
And vainly I repine
From ten to two A.M. Ah me!
Would I were forty-nine!She calls me “darling,” “pet,” and “dear,”
And “sweet retiring maid.”
I’m always at the back, I know,
She puts me in the shade.
She introduces me to men,
“Cast” lovers, I opine,
For sixty takes to seventeen,
Nineteen to foty-nine.But even She must older grow
And end Her dancing days,
She can’t go on forever so
At concerts, balls and plays.
One ray of priceless hope I see
Before my footsteps shine;
Just think, that She’ll be eighty-one
When I am forty-nine.
“Thus was I convinced that God is concerned with us humans when we want Him enough. At long last I saw, I felt, I believed. Scales of pride and prejudice fell from my eyes. A new world came into view.” __ Bill Wilson
Advice from a Tree ~ stand tall and proud go out on a limb remember your roots drink plenty of water be content with your natural beauty enjoy the view
An Australian Girl
by Ethel Castilla (1861- ?)
Australian writer
“She’s pretty to walk with,
And witty to talk with,
And pleasant, too, to think on.”
Sir John Suckling.
She has a beauty of her own,
A beauty of a paler tone
Than English belles;
Yet southern sun and southern air
Have kissed her cheeks, until they wear
The dainty tints that oft appear
On rosy shells.
Her frank, clear eyes bespeak a mind
Old-world traditions fail to bind.
She is not shy
Or bold, but simply self-possessed;
Her independence adds a zest
Unto her speech, her piquant jest,
Her quaint reply.
O’er classic volumes she will pore
With joy; and true scholastic lore
Will often gain.
In sports she bears away the bell,
Nor, under music’s siren spell,
To dance divinely, flirt as well,
Does she disdain.
Bunyip (Gawler, SA : 1863 – 1954), Friday 8 March 1935,DARK GIRLS
BY ZORA CROSS
Soft brown eyes fringed in lashes black as jet,
Dark girls are so mysterious,
I thinkThey are fit subject for a triolet.
Soft brown eyes hinged in lashes black as jet.
Bright blondes, maybe,are fruit flowers pink and white;
But secret as a dim magnolia night.
Soft brown eyes hinged in lashes black as jet,
Dark girls are so mysterious I think.
DARK GIRLS. (1938, December 12). The Sydney Morning Herald
http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article17560811
What a Polish Folk Song really means
“Hej, górale, nie bijcie sie.
Ma góralka dwa warkocze podzielicie sie!”
“Hey hillbilly boys, don’t fight.
The girl will dance with both of you!”
Literally: The girl has two pigtails, and she will share!
When a once-beautiful piece of cloth has turned into rags, no one remembers that it was woven by Ukwa master weavers. ~Igbo
http://afritorial.com/the-best-72-african-wise-proverbs/
The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 – 1954), Saturday 31 October 1936,
High Intelligence plus pride always equals destruction. Gary Amirault
I’ve lived to feel how pride may part Spirits, tho’ matched like hand and glove. Coventry Patmore.
What nutriment can I extract from these bare twigs? Starvation stares me in the face. “Nay, nay,” said a nuthatch, making its way, head downward, about a bare hickory close by, “The nearer the bone, the sweeter the meat…. If at any time the weather is too bleak and cold for you, keep the sunny side of the trunk, for a wholesome and inspiring warmth is there, such as the summer never afforded….” “Hear! hear!” screamed the jay from a neighboring tree, where I had heard a tittering for some time, “winter has a concentrated and nutty kernel, if you know where to look for it.”… [A] red squirrel… came running down a slanting bough, and as he stopped twirling a nut, called out rather impudently, “Look here! just get a snug-fitting fur coat and a pair of fur gloves like mine, and you may laugh at a northeast storm.
Henry David Thoreau, Nov. 8, 1858
The weed of arrogance grows on a dunghill. Albanian
Beauty And vanity Vanish like vapour on A hot day; winter wrinkles wink And grin © irina dimitric 2013
http://irinadim.com/tag/mindful-poetry/
“When dealing with people, remember you are not dealing with creatures of logic, but with creatures bristling with prejudice and motivated by pride and vanity.”
― Dale Carnegie, How to Win Friends and Influence People
We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Mother Night
False friends, sometimes also called frenemies, are people who pretend to be a friend and then turn out to be just the opposite. These are people who get close to you for the specific reason to make fun of you behind your back, delight in the misery you endure, use you for whatever you can give them, and find out about your life so they can gossip about it later.
http://friendship.about.com/od/Friendship-In-Culture/a/Quotes-About-False-Friends.htm
If a man is not clean and smooth, there is nothing he can really do about pride.
http://www.motherlandnigeria.com/proverbs.html
Perhaps a sin that humbles you is better than a good deed that makes you arrogant”
― Hamza Yusef
Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves.”
― Emily Brontë
http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/here-there-and-everywhere/201211/50-quotes-pride
“You are dark, even as the flints are. You must come to violent conflicts and make a noise in order to produce your sparks. But their disconnected flashes merely assist your pride, and not your clear vision.”
― Rabindranath Tagore, The Home and the World
A session of boasting won’t attract any real friends. It will set you up on a pedestal, however, making you a clearer target.”
In general, pride is at the bottom of all great mistakes.
Weaving a net is better than praying for fish at the edge of the water.
CHINESE.
You carry your snare everywhere and spread your nets in all places. You allege that you never invited others to sin. You did not, indeed, by your words, but you have done so by your dress and your deportment, and much more effectively than you could by your voice. When you have made another sin in his heart, how can you be innocent? Tell me, whom does this world condemn? Whom do judges in court punish? Those who drink poison or those who prepare it and administer the fatal potion? You have prepared the abominable cup, you have given the death-dealing drink, and you are more criminal than are those who poison the body; you murder not the body, but the soul. And it is not to enemies that you do this, nor are you urged on by any imaginary necessity, nor provoked by injury, but out of foolish vanity and pride. ~St. John Chrysostom
There is no worse sickness for the soul, o you who are proud, than this pretence of perfection.
– Jalal-Uddin Rumi
“All other swindlers upon earth are nothing to the self-swindlers, and with such pretences did I cheat myself. Surely a curious thing. That I should innocently take a bad half-crown of somebody else’s manufacture, is reasonable enough; but that I should knowingly reckon the spurious coin of my own make, as good money!”
― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations
Beauty’s sister is vanity, and it’s daughter lust. Russian
Our greediness so often troubles us, making us run after so many things at the same time, that while we too eagerly look after the least, we miss the greatest
http://www.rodneyohebsion.com/quotes-proverbs.htm
“Let’s just call things what they are. When a man’s love of finery clouds his moral judgement, that is vanity. When he lets a demanding palate make his moral choices, that is gluttony. When he ascribes the divine will to his own whims, that is pride. And when he gets angry at being reminded of animal suffering that his own daily choices might help avoid, that is moral cowardice.”
― Matthew Scully.
I cannot hear what you say for the thunder of what you are.
African Proverb
The folktale is as follows: the peacock and the crow decide to add colour to their feathers, and to paint each other’s. The crow spends a long time painting careful designs on the peacock, who becomes so proud of his feathers he wants to strut and flaunt them. So when the peacock paints the crow, he just dumps black paint on and says he’s done. Yet the crow is more respected for his care for others and his modesty.
The smaller the mind the greater the conceit.
Aesop
“In the external scheme of things, shining moments are as brief as the twinkling of an eye, yet such twinklings are what eternity is made of — moments when we human beings can say “I love you,” “I’m proud of you,” “I forgive you,” “I’m grateful for you.” That’s what eternity is made of: invisible imperishable good stuff.”
― Fred Rogers, The World According to Mister Rogers: Important Things to Remember