General Chat

'A hair on the head is worth two on the brush'.

'Don't break your shin on a stool that is not in your way'.

'It's no use carrying an umbrella on a rainy day if your shoes leak'.

'A kind word never broke anyone's mouth'.

(Irish Proverbs-R-Us).

If Candlemas Day be fair and bright
Winter will have another fight,
If Candlemas Day brings cloud and rain,
Winter will not come again.

"Babies are happily ignorant of the cares & worries which are accumulated on their behalf".

(Barchester Towers by Anthony Trollope).

For those who understand
No explanation is necessary............

For those who don't,none will do.

I have not been able to be on the Internet for a short while, and what a lovely suprize to see so many new entries.
Many thanks to you all

Bridget :-)

"Dream mighty dreams".

"I am too near the grave to start accepting gifts from the devil".

"How much kinder is God to us than we are to ourselves".

(from 'Barchester Towers' by Anthony Trollope).

Do not seek these three things,for you will seek them in vain, A man of knowedge,who,s deeds correspond with his knowledge,A man of action,who,s heart accords with his deeds,and a fellow human being with no failings.( Fozeil Ayaz.)

Your mind is like a parachute.......it only functions when open.

Sensible comment of the day from our local junior schoolteacher:

"Teach children how to deal with success & cope with failure".

.O, to have a little house!
To own the hearth and stool and all!
The heaped up sods against the fire,
The pile of turf against the wall!
To have a clock with... weights and chains
And pendulum swinging up and down!
A dresser filled with shining delph,
Speckled and white and blue and brown!
I could be busy all the day
Clearing and sweeping hearth and floor,
And fixing on their shelf again
My white and blue and speckled store!
I could be quiet there at night
Beside the fire and by myself,
Sure of a bed and loth to leave
The ticking clock and the shining delph!
Och! but I'm weary of mist and dark,
And roads where there's never a house nor bush,
And tired I am of bog and road,
And the crying wind and the lonesome hush!
And I am praying to God on high,
And I am praying Him night and day,
For a little house - a house of my own
Out of the wind's and the rain's way.
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Poem ... 'Old Woman of the Roads' by Padraic Colum.

O what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive

Sir Walter Scott

'As rare as a vegetarian butcher'.

The bodies of those that made such a noise and tumult
when alive, when dead, lie as quietly among the
graves of their neighbours as any others.

'Procrastination'


Jonathan Edwards 1629-1712

What a Splendid lot of entries. Now I will write a few of them in my own little book. I always acknowledge who wrote the authors on here.

So far today I cannot think of a poem or any good speeches or sayings, but will but my brain in Order very soon.

Bridget

If I could catch a rainbow
I would do it just for you
And share with you its beauty
On the days you're feeling blue.

If I could build a mountain
You could call your very own;
A place to find serenity,
A place to be alone.

If I could take your troubles
I would toss them in the sea,
But all these things, I'm finding,
Are impossible for me.

I cannot build a mountain
Or catch a rainbow fair,
But let me be what I know best,
A friend who's always there.

Chelsea managers make excellent egg timers.

'When one door of happiness closes, another opens. But often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the new one which has opened for us'.

(Helen Keller).

'I have many times asked myself whether there can be
more potent advocates of peace upon earth through the
years to come, than this massed multitude of silent
witnesses to the desolation of war.

George Vth 1865-1936
On the battlefield cemetries in Flanders, 1922.