If a walker is indeed an individualist there is nowhere he can't go at dawn and not many places he can't go at noon. But just as it demeans life to live alongside a great river you can no longer swim in or drink from, to be crowded into safer areas and hours takes much of the gloss off walking -- one sport you shouldn't have to reserve a time and a court for.
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If the secret sorrows of everyone could be read on their forehead, how many who now cause envy would suddenly become the objects of pity.
Distance has the same effect on the mind as on the eye.
Distance has the same effect on the mind as on the eye.
The free man is he who does not fear to go to the end of his thought.
The free man is he who does not fear to go to the end of his thought.
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The fastest way to succeed is to look as if you're playing by somebody else's rules, while quietly playing by your own.
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It can be helpful simply to make a written or mental list of the things you do each day. Then give yourself a mental credit for each of them, however small. This will help you focus on what you have done instead of what you haven't gotten around to do. It may sound simplistic, but it works.
Rest, rest, shall I have not all eternity to rest.
Rest, rest, shall I have not all eternity to rest.
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After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isn’t it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am asked—as I am surprisingly often—why I bother to get up in the mornings.
