The Cardinal Virtue of Prose Prose of its very nature is longer than verse, and the virtues peculiar to it manifest themselves gradually. If the cardinal virtue of poetry is love, the cardinal virtue of prose is justice; and, whereas love makes you a...
Feed Your Mind Hunger of the mind can be actually satiated through extensive reading. Now why reading and not watching TV? Because reading has been the most educative tool used by us right from the childhood. Just like that to develop other aspects o...
To regard all things and principles of things as inconstant modes or fashions has more and morebecome the tendency of modern thought. Let us begin with that which is withoutourphysical life. Fix upon it in one of its more exquisite intervals, the mom...
Beauty of July By Alice Meynell One has the leisure of July for perceiving all the differences of the green of leaves. It is no longer a difference in degrees of maturity, for all the trees have darkened to their final tone, and stand in their differ...
The art of living is to know when to hold fast and when to let go. For life is a paradox: it enjoins us to cling to its many gifts even while it ordains their eventual relinquishment. The rabbis of old put it this way: A man comes to this world with...
The Love of Beauty The love of beauty is an essential part of all healthy human nature. It is a moral quality. The absence of it is not an assured ground of condemnation, but the presence of it is an invariable sign of goodness of heart. In proportio...
Appetite By Laurie Lee One of the major pleasures in life is appetite, and one of our major duties should be to preserve it. Appetite is the keenness of living; it is one of the senses that tells you that you are still curious to exist, that you stil...
We Are on a Journey By Henry Van Dyke Wherever you are, and whoever you may be, there is one thing in which you and I are just alike,at this moment, and in all the moments of our existence.We are not at rest; we are on a journey. Our life is not a me...
Human Life Like a Poem I think that, from a biological standpoint, human life almost reads like a poem. It has its own rhythm and beat, its internal cycles of growth and decay. No one can say that a life with childhood, manhood and old age is not a b...
Cultivating Our Hearts The autumn, with its ripening fruits, and waving harvest, is now with us. We see on every hand the results of the farmers toil and forecast in the springtime. Then it was that he broke up the soil, sowed the seed, pruned his tr...
Learning: a Lifelong Career As food is to the body, so is learning to the mind. Our bodies grow and muscles develop with the intake of adequate nutritious food. Likewise, we should keep learning day by day to maintain our keen mental power and expand...
There is a time For everything there is a season and the time for every purpose under the heaven-a time to be born and a time to die; A time to plant and a time to pick up what is planted; A time to kill and a time to heal; A time to break down and a...
Try to remember the good things When times become difficult (and you know they sometimes will), remember a moment in your life that was filled with joy and happiness. Remember how it made you feel, and you will have the strength you need to get throu...
How many times have you heard the expression that most people spend more time planning their vacation than they do planning their lives. I would expand that expression by adding that most people spend more time thinking about their vacation than they...
This happened many summers ago. There was a young flower in a desert where was always dried and sad-looking. It was growing by itself, enjoying everyday and saying to the Sun When shall I be grown up? And the Sun would say Be patient. Each time I tou...
