I pity the man who wants a coat so cheap that the man or woman who produces the cloth will starve in the process.
Benjamin HarrisonRead
I knew that my staying up would not change the election result if I were defeated, while if elected I had a hard day ahead of me. So I thought a night's rest was best in any event.
Interpretation
Sometimes it's better to rest and conserve energy for challenges ahead rather than worrying about things you cannot change.
In this quote, Benjamin Harrison reflects on the futility of losing sleep over an outcome he cannot influence. He rationalizes that whether he wins or loses the election, a good night's rest would prepare him for the challenges that lie ahead, emphasizing the importance of self-care and strategic thinking in the face of adversity.
In practice
Sharing this quote during a discussion on the importance of mental health before a big event.
I pity the man who wants a coat so cheap that the man or woman who produces the cloth will starve in the process.
Great lives never go out; they go on.
There never has been a time in our history when work was so abundant or when wages were as high, whether measured by the currency in which they are paid or by their power to supply the necessaries and comforts of life.
I am tired of talk that comes to nothing It makes my heart sick when I remember all the good words and all the broken promises. There has been too much talking by men who had no right to talk. It does not require many words to speak the truth.
A man who suffers or stresses before it is necessary, suffers more than is necessary
I am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told, and I have squandered my resistance, for a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises. All lies in jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest...la-la-la-la-la-la-la-lala-la-la-la-la...
I am not an optimist, because I am not sure that everything ends well. Nor am I a pessimist, because I am not sure that everything ends badly. I just carry hope in my heart.
Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand.
To wake up one morning and feel that I was a last a grown-up person, emptied of resentment, vengeful thoughts and other wasteful childish emotions. To find myself, in other words, an adult. Truman Capote
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