There were six people hanging on to a rope that came down from a helicopter which had just rescued them. Five were men and one was a woman. They realized that they were too heavy for the rope. It would break unless one of them dropped off. But no one could decide who should go. Finally the woman gave a really touching speech on how she would give up her life to save the others. She said that she should go because women are used to giving up things for their husbands and children. Also they were used to giving in to men’s superior intelligence. All the men started clapping.
Money talks. It says “Goodbye.”
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NOTE: Aphorisms are short, pointed sentences that express wise or clever observations or general truths.
A good time to keep your mouth shut is when you’re in deep water.
If you don’t have a sense of humor you probably don’t have any sense at all.
No one says, “It’s only a game” when his/her team is winning.
There are no new sins; the old ones are just getting more publicity nowadays.
Why is it that at class reunions you feel younger than everyone else looks?
I’ve reached the age when “Happy Hour” is nap time.
Stroke a cat and you have a permanent job.
From the internet: In 1715, John Dawson, a hatter from England, came to Hatboro, and built a house that later became the Crooked Billet Inn. The small village was at that time called Billet. The Billet became known as Hatborough in 1740. In the 1750’s, Hatboro was a farming village of a scant fifteen houses on Old York Road. York Road, a former Indian trail, was the stage coach route between Philadelphia and New York….Hatboro played a role in the Revolutionary War. In the summer of 1777, on the way to his Moland House headquarters, George Washington and his officers stopped for dinner at the Crooked Billet Tavern.
Recently I received two e-mails and a letter, all with the same wording, asking me to do something. The request was fair and I complied with it, but I wonder why the person who asked me for the favor didn’t just call me on the telephone and be done with the matter.
This reminds me of a man who was in charge of many physical changes at the Academy a few years ago. Apparently he got so many angry e-mails that he let it be known that he would not respond to any of them but would be happy to talk on the telephone or at an arranged personal meeting. You know, often we seem to choose an impersonal way of relating to people and I suppose that that sometimes can block the development of wholesome loves among people.
On a different subject, I notice that yet another former member of the Bryn Athyn board of trustees has passed into the spiritual world. He was one of those who voted to remove me from my service at the Cathedral. I would like to think that he was among those few who, at the time, saw that I was being victimized by dirty politics, but felt powerless to stop the dark, infernal work. Would it really have been so difficult to seek some facts and consequent enlightenment by talking with me privately or before a meeting of the trustees to discuss any complains about my 15 years of faithful service?
“A wise woman wishes to be no one’s enemy; a wise woman refuses to be anyone’s victim.” - Maya Angelou
“It is wisdom to believe the heart.” - George Santayana
“Scatter joy.” - Emerson
“Drag your thoughts away from your troubles – by the ears, by the heels, or any other way you can manage it. It’s the healthiest thing a body can do.” - Mark Twain
“Self-pity is our worst enemy and if we yield to it, we can never do anything wise in this world.” - Helen Keller
“From the errors of others, a wise man corrects his own.” - Publilius Syrus
“Wise men speak because they have something to say; fools because they have to say something.” - Plato
Take care of yourself so that you may help take care of others.
Live fearlessly, not fearfully.
Let friends have their peculiarities.
Listen with an open heart.
Doing something right is reward enough.
Take the bad with the good.
Eventually the right solution will become clear to you.
A few years ago I was talking with a man who, as I recall, ordered me to, “Talk a little clearer.” I raised the volume of my voice. He shook his head as if saying “No.” So I strained to speak more clearly and he smiled in approval. I felt like an animal he was training to obey. I imagine that he may be the sort of person who when seeing someone walking a bit awkwardly, would walk by him, in fully military stride and inform the man, “This is the proper way to walk.” Or this self-appointed advisor might say to someone who professed a belief that God is in three persons, “No, no you’re a very much mistaken. You see God is one person with three qualities. Here let me tell you the real truth.”
So in this last example, the man being criticized might respond innocently, “But my priest told me that God is in three persons and I read in the Bible that there is a son, a father and a holy spirit.” An amateur religious advisor better tread carefully here. Or the man who was limping along might respond to the critic, “I am sorry that my walking offends you sir, but my left leg has been slightly deformed from my birth.” And I could respond to my self-appointed speech therapist, “Occasionally I take Advair to ward off asthma. Look here at the side effects of Advair, one of which is ‘hoarseness and voice changes.’ I choose to breath even at the expense of having some un-clarity in my voice at times. I am sorry if I offended you. I am doing the best I can.”
I know from my own mistakes with people that humility is not easily gained, but it is well worth striving for. We should learn to have a healthy distrust of our own first impressions and consequent harsh judgments about people. Learn to think reflectively, profoundly and compassionately before judging others, I suggest.
How people treat you is a good reflection of how they see themselves.
It is easier to get mad than it is to remain calm.
Home is where the heart is.
Drink to me only with thine eyes – And I will pledge with mine – Or leave a kiss but in the cup – And I’ll not look for wine. - Beginning of the Song To Celia by Ben Johnson
Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough – A flask of Wine, a Book of Verse – and Thou – Beside me singing in the Wilderness – And Wilderness is Paradise enow. - From The Rubaiyat by Omar Khayyam
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow – So soft, so calm, yet eloquent – The smiles that win, the tints that glow – But tell of days in goodness spent – A mind at peace with all below – A heart whose love is innocent! - Last verse of She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron
I gave a beggar from my scanty store – Of hard-earned gold. He spent the shining ore – And came again and yet again, still cold – And hungry, as before. – I gave the Christ, and through that Christ of mine – He found himself, a man, supreme, divine – Fed, clothed, and crowned with blessings manifold – And now he begs no more. - THE TRUE GIFT by Anonymous
Thou art the Way: to Thee alone – From sin and death we flee – And he who would the Father seek – Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee….Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life – Grant us that way to know – That truth to keep, that life to win – Whose joys eternal flow. - First and last verses of THE WAY, THE TRUTH, THE LIFE BY G. Doane 1799-1859
Worry gives you something to do, but it doesn’t get you anywhere.
Politeness is inward kindness outwardly expressed.
…the first and principal thing of doctrine is love to the Lord and charity toward the neighbor. - Arcana Coelestia 2588
On this account it has been instituted by the Lord that wives should be affections of good which are of the will, and husbands thoughts of truth which are of the understanding; and that from this there should be a marriage such as there is between the will and the understanding, and between all things thereof with one who is in the good of truth and the truth of good. - AC 2731
Prayer, regarded in itself, is speech with God. - AC 2535
Purge Me, O God – With Thy refining fires! – Nor heavy rest Thy blame – When flesh shrinks from the flame! – Sweep my soul clean – By cleansing winds! – Nor let me fret at storm and stress – Whose purpose is to bless! – Give me a task too big – Too hard for human hands. – Then I shall come at length – To lean on Thee – And leaning, find my strength. - Wilber Humphrey Fowler
Use me, God, in Thy great harvest field – Which stretcheth far and wide like a wide sea – The gatherers are so few; I fear the precious yield – Will suffer loss. Oh, find a place for me! – A place where best the strength I have will tell – It may be one the older toilers shun – Be it a wide or narrow place, ‘tis well – So that the work it holds be only done. - Christina G. Rossetti, 1830-1894
“It is good to live and learn.” - Cervantes
“This grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure – Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.” - William Congreve
In the January 23rd issue of the Bryn Athyn Post, in the section CATHEDRAL CORNER, there is a good summary of the history and architectural styles of the Cathedral. I note the sentence, “The main Cathedral building is Gothic, while the northern and southern buildings are in the early Romanesque style.” The statement regarding the South and North Wings (not separate “buildings”) as being Romanesque is obviously true. But when one looks at the many gothic arches in those wings we see something unusual. I prefer to refer to the Choir Hall and Council Hall sections of the Cathedral as being “Raymondesque” after Raymond Pitcairn’s creative genius, in blending Gothic and Romanesque styles.
I was a bit more concerned about this paragraph in the Post: “A notable feature of the Bryn Athyn Cathedral is the use of architectural refinements; intentional departures from vertical and horizontal straight lines (‘bends in elevation,’ ‘curves in plan.’); in order to give a sense of life and movement to the building.” Now what concerns me is the last sentence of this paragraph – “This subtle quality represents the unpredictable path of human growth.” In my studies about the history of the Cathedral I never discovered that concept. The first time I learned about it was when I was reading what a former director of the Cathedral wrote on the internet about the Cathedral. I believe that he invented this idea. And I disagree with it. Read what I wrote about curves lines in the Choir Hall in my book, MY STORY OF THE BRYN ATHYN CATHEDRAL, on page 16. “The curves in the Choir Hall, for example, give this room a softness and a sense of life that would not be there if it were built like a box with walls in straight lines.” Curved lines seem to betoken softness and love and in no way represent unpredictability and uncertainty about human growth. Now if there were jagged lines in the Cathedral that could represent man’s unpredictable path of human growth (now moving toward heaven; then angling sharply downward toward hell) but the curved lines in the Cathedral reveal life, motion, constancy, love. They seem more symbolic of good loves and their surety and predictability of leading to some good end rather than being symbolic of unpredictability and uncertainty. I find that idea to be pure fantasy and nonsense, completely foreign to what I know to be true about the reasons for the use of architectural refinements in the Cathedral.
Feb. 17, 1926 Bryn Athyn is emerging from under the weight of a nine-inch snowfall which kept the butcher, the baker, Mr. Whittaker and others from making their regular rounds. The drifts were, at a certain point, four or five feet high. Even the ash man was unable to get around until Sunday.
On last Friday evening a men’s committee prepared the Friday Supper. Suitable musical entertainment was provided and Lincoln’s birthday souvenir menus and tickets were sold at the regular price of 35 cents. [Don Rose wrote about the men who prepared the supper, “Now once a year, and once is quite enough. We take it upon ourselves to cook the stuff….”]
March 24, 1926 What does a surgeon do after operating on your father? So’s your ole man.
March 31, 1926 “There are times when I wish I were a man,” she said wistfully. “When?” inquired her husband. “When I pass a milliner’s shop and think how happy I could make my wife by giving her a new spring hat.”
May 26, 1926 It is estimated that about 250 members of the New Church Convention visited Bryn Athyn in the early part of last week. At their meetings, which were held at 22nd and Chestnut streets, a total attendance of 750 was recorded. Many of those who came to visit Bryn Athyn expressed surprise when they learned that Bryn Athyn was made up of residents who were practically all of the church. The Cathedral and the school were the main centers of attraction.
June 26, 1926 SWIMMING AT THE POND A metallic disk will be issued to residents of Bryn Athyn at a charge of twenty-five cents each….This coin will identify the holder as a resident user of the pond, and he will be required to show it when asked to do so by the borough police or any authorized person.
July 21, 1926 The Civic and Social Club has sold 200 tags for the pond…. Over twenty-four keys have been sold to those having automobiles for the lock on the gate at the road entrance.
The phone rang in the maternity ward and an excited voice on the other end said, “This is George Smith and I’m bringing my wife in…she’s about to have a baby.” “Calm down,” replied the attendant. “Tell me, is this her first baby?” “No,” the voice replied, “This is her husband.”
A lady said to the waitress. “May I have a bag to carry leftovers to my dog?” Her six-year-old daughter exclaimed, “Oh, Mother, are we going to get a dog?”
Some people go to church to tell their woes; others to show their clothes.
Don’t knock the weather; nine-tenths of the population couldn’t start a conversation if the weather didn’t change once in a while.
When Jesus walked upon the earth – He didn’t talk with kings – He talked with simple people – Of doing friendly things. – He didn’t praise the conquerors – And all their hero host – He said the very greatest – Were those who loved the most. – He didn’t speak of mighty deeds – And victories. He spoke – Of feeding hungry people – And cheering lonely folk. – I’m glad his words were simple words – Just meant for me and you – The things he asked were simple things – That even I can do. - Marion Brown Shelton, died 1940
Love Divine, all loves excelling – Joy of heaven, to earth come down – Fix in us Thy humble dwelling – All Thy faithful mercies crown. – Jesus, Thou art all compassion – Pure, unbounded love Thou art – Visit us with Thy salvation – Enter every trembling heart. - First verse of poem LOVE DIVINE by Charles Wesley, 1707-1788
A little love goes a long way with a child.
Take time to live.