None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
Henry David ThoreauRead
There is no more fatal blunderer than he who consumes the greater part of his life getting his living.
Interpretation
Focusing solely on making a living can lead to wasted life and missed opportunities for fulfillment.
In this quote, Henry David Thoreau suggests that a life spent primarily on the pursuit of financial security can be a tragic mistake. He emphasizes that if one dedicates most of their existence to merely earning a living, they may overlook the true essence of life, which lies in experiences, passions, and personal growth, ultimately leading to an unfulfilled and regretful existence.
In practice
In a graduation speech to inspire students to seek fulfillment beyond just a paycheck.
None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm.
Through want of enterprise and faith men are where they are, buying and selling and spending their lives like servants.
An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day.
Have no mean hours, but be grateful for every hour, and accept what it brings. The reality will make any sincere record respectable.
As every season seems best to us in its turn, so the coming in of spring is like the creation of Cosmos out of Chaos and the realization of the Golden Age.
That grand old poem called Winter
A Poem from Edna St. Vincent Millay: Grown-up Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs, That now, domestic as a plate, I should retire at half-past eight?
We're only truly secure when we can look out our kitchen window and see our food growing and our friends working nearby.
To me, life is like the back nine in golf. Sometimes you play better on the back nine. You may not be stronger, but hopefully you're wiser. And if you keep most of your marbles intact, you can add a note of wisdom to the coming generation.
I have spent my life going from mania to mania. Somehow it has all paid off.
Until-as often happened during those first months travel, whenever I would feel such happiness-my guilt alarm went off. I heard my ex-husband's voice speaking disdainfully in my ear: So this is what you gave up everything for? This is why you gutted our entire life together? For a few stalks of asparagus and an Italian newspaper? I replied aloud to him: "First of all," I said, "I'm very sorry, but this isn't your business anymore. And secondly, to answer you question...yes.
You can run but you can't hide... but I can try. I feel air catch in my lungs and I get a cramp in my side and this pain, this wonderful physical pain that I can place, reminds me that after all I am still alive.
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