Posts Tagged ‘modern proverbs’

To speak too much to say too little. 

Don’t wait; communicate. 

Every silence tilts towards tragedy. 

Communicate or die — inside. 

Every affirmation is a suggestion; every compliment is a direct request. 

Silence is the intentional use of the strongest possible language for the greatest possible jolt. 

Brew, grieve; chew, conceive — speak. 

Disclose thy self. 

We must consult with ourselves before we speak to others. 

To shout, point, collapse and twitch — that’s love; to shush, lid, walk away and sleep — nothingness. 

What we don’t communicate separates us from others; what we do totally alienates us from them. 

Patient waits ignore escapes. 

Work while you wait.

Wanting abhors a waiting.

Urgency loves an emergency. 

Never wait behind doors when you have keys. 

Abate the wait; tromp down race gates.  

Passivity — it  requires a decisive, strategic, resolute inactivity.

Thrifty downgrades nifty.

Faith out-waits harsh fate. 

We wait to be born, lollygag up the middle isle, lag down the stretch, and shuffle into the grave. 

Stop and go, circadian combo. 

Waits precede straights. 

Know before you go. 

Every going has a stopping.    

Recovery begins with the stopping of stopping. 

Don’t stop a lot at life’s roadblocks.

Know when to quit; ditch, bail and pitch. 

Go; make; teach; no break. 

We go out with intentions; we return home with reflections. 

Death packs no punctuation; the grim reaper is short on end stops. 

Exteriors win awards; interiors win hearts. 

The theft of depth leaves us bereft. 

A patriarchal covering includes a kind of smothering. 

Coatings chip; coverings rip; veneerings lose their once fast grip.

A surface is temporary; a core — it’s eternally and massively ephemeral. 

We live and die on surfaces, created by internal forces. 

Civilization is the polishing of surfaces, created by wildernesses.

Control —  it’s the deft management of slippery surfaces.

A gorgeous exterior; a laborious process. 

Beauty, like painting is one of the surface arts; character, like architecture requires some seriously ugly excavations and resolutely plain foundations. 

Knock knock nonstop.

Knock it down; drag it out; don’t forget to stomp on it. 

Knock and you will be denied; pull out your wallet, and it will be given unto you. 

You may knock a women’s socks off, but never, ever mess with her shoes. 

Apathy knocks; sympathy listens; gullibility shells out. 

If they knock the stuffings out of you, climb lighter, jump faster. 

Opportunity knocks; perspicuity peeps; sagacity opens. 

Knocked about; knock it out. 

Hard knocks reset the clocks. 

Few knock; fewer open, and only the very few pass through.

Wonder through windows; will yourself through walls.

Info is a window; action is an intro. 

Open small windows; kick down tall doors; walk through solid walls. 

A wall invites us in to safety; a window invites us to adventure. 

Eyes are windows; the wise peer in from the outside.  

Every beginning has a door; every parting has a window.

A devastating experience is a picture window looking out over a wind-blown sea. 

To every wall add windows; to every relationship add insights. 

The finest window glass is made out of the past. 

Windows are not enough; the soul requires feet — and unlocked doors. 

Never not act. 

Be; choose; advance — dance. 

Agency eats fate for breakfast, chance for lunch and death for dinner. 

Misdirected agency blunders forward aimlessly. 

Natural forces shove us around; agency holds us upright. 

Agency plus cadency move us forward gracefully. 

Every act of agency creates a future vacancy. 

Agency makes a beginning; sheer will power makes a middle; guts make a end. 

Fear fathers complacency; love gives birth to agency. 

Chance will dance, but agency will dance and prance. 

Saying sorry is easy, being sorry more like queazy. 

To force a sorry takes an army.

To annihilate the efficacy of apology, persistently offend. 

Sorry has no strut or “but.”

Penitence makes us beggars, amends, benefactors. 

Repentants walk backward, before going forward. 

Remorse rides a race horse, until it breaks the horse’s leg. 

Caught is rot; sorry — almost glory.

Live in such a way that you have no need for apologies. 

Effective apologies go beyond regret; they embrace a new business model. 

Apologize sans words — change. 

Charms disarm —  and alarm. 

Some charm with leg and arm, and some with loyalty.

Eyes beguile; smiles bewile. 

All charms all hopes beswarm. 

Love charms; justice disarms.

Guileless becharms; get up and ready all alarms. 

Lip’s charms weld storms, but eyes unleash devastation. 

Allurements, they’re incurrments; glamour — it’s a hammer. 

Trust not in charms, for clocks turn all to worms. 

It’s charm and loathing, thin skin and thin clothing. 

Appeal will anneal and beauty turn to dusty stone. 

Hostility ever peeps through the eye holes of the smeared face mask of charm. 

To write is to believe.

Not quite; write.

Letters are fetters; words are abettors.

Bear a billion beating hearts; write one thing.

For words, look within, as if without.

Storm: oncoming purity; writing: oncoming clarity.

Submit all words to thinking, linking.

Writing requires a group — of like-minded words.

Writing does one of two things to the soul: it calms it, or it crazes it.

Before the fight, write; after, ignite.

Write for yourself as for someone else.

The wrong words flow; the right words are extruded.

Think fast; choose slow. 

To choose is to change. 

Decisions — they are opinions. 

We decide and say we didn’t; we choose and say we don’t.

Decisions, recisions, then come the derisions. 

Decide — first ask. 

The one who decides for the many should remember that the many also decide for the one. 

Turmoil and roil; decide and then foil. 

Great decisions may rise out of the opportunities provided by horrible choices. 

A person is never one thing, a decision isn’t either.

As sediment turns into strata, so decisions harden.

Expand; you’ll defend. 

Expansion — it’s reduction, attended by disruption. 

Expansion thins; thin breaks. 

Agency rides on passion, spurred by possibility. 

Every expansion needs a companion. 

To expand, contract into something larger. 

Expansion is a risk; maintenance more so. 

Reduce activity; expand thought; make better decisions. 

Expand your experience; flee your ego. 

The restless soul washes against the sea wall erected by the group. 

Expandamongers don’t last longer. 

Dental work is best brief; apologies need less relief.

Contrition is compunction, solving dysfunction. 

Contrition replaces nothing with something. 

Before apologizing, learn. 

Contrition —  no rope, a 5.15 pitch. 

Contrite at night; by day, we fight. 

Contrition — it’s a persistence. 

Remorse is a horse; compensation is a cow. 

True contrition has few words, and a million emotions. 

Give away apologies freely; store memories in a box with no lid. 

Amplitude expands a mood, and silence makes it stronger. 

A feeling sends us reeling; a thought catches us.  

With every quiet, soloed brood comes the thinking-calming mood. 

Plentitude is good for mood. 

Decor is mood; design is attitude. 

Color spills from the mind; hue, value, chroma twine. 

Moods and seasons; thoughts and reasons.  

Mood is found in family food. 

Fire and rain; passion and brain.  

As sweet and savory equals good so warm and safe equals mood. 

Feel, reel, congeal. 

What we cannot see caused us to be. 

Biology and broccoli determine human destiny. 

You are who you came from; you choose where you go from there.   

Genes trump memes. 

All people are my people. 

A variation of you lived before you. 

We live within a line receding into the past; we exist at the head of a vanishing series of human dots. 

Genetic traits are good at waits. 

Biology is the world’s most infamous plagiarizer. 

Twenty-two makes me and you. 

Make no apology, for genealogy.

Honor your county; treasure the world. 

A nation is too small a place for a human.

Strive not for a great nation; labor mightily for a great world. 

Goodbye nation; hello world. 

Nation  — it is the enemy of human.  

We are born contingent; we can choose to be world citizens.   

Cosmopolitan — better run!

The state will hate. 

A nation is a unity, raging against a harmony.

A border — it’s a developmental disorder.

As preschoolers hit each other so the nations go to war. 

The best nations seek foreign friends. 

Haste makes safe.

Healthy rests on safely. 

Safe needs not sound. 

Safety sires sincerity. 

Physically safe, first base. 

I am only as safe to you as I am to me. 

To effectively process unsafe emotions find safe people. 

Safe is a dangerous assumption. 

Safe exists within risk. 

Safe with ourselves; safe with others. 

Safe, temporary; risk, constant. 

Humanity — it is a pack of vicious animals with the capacity for unconditional love. 

Humanity’s insanity rises from our consanguinity.  

Humanity — a thinking inanity.

Humanity is a concept; it’s in need of a precept. 

Humanity and vanity, both gravity and fantasy.

Humanity — it’s a holy profanity. 

Humanity — it is everything on earth that is not honest. 

We love humanity; we cringe over other’s version of it. 

Love people; don’t expect them to do the right thing. 

Love humanity; prevent insanity.

Humanity is what we have in common — both what we celebrate and what we are ashamed of.

Getting famous is easy; making peace with it — that’s crazy. 

Fame is height, for the short. 

Fame thinks it’s invincible — even after it isn’t. 

Uninvited shame’s the bane of fame. 

Fame — wolf’s bane. 

Fame creates its own version of reality; reality eventually corrects that. 

Our famous self is not often our true self. 

Fame is like surgery: They take your arm, place you on a flat surface, remove a piece of you; a long recovery is required. 

Famous — it seems to be relationally heinous. 

Known to the bone, fame’s only way home.

Transparent — not inherent. 

We are all just fine as long as we all just keep lying.

Much of what we don’t know about others we don’t want to.

Transparency concerning weakness is stickum; concerning hardship, glue; failure, cement.

Openness is built on the back of trust; it is carried forward on shoulders of loyalty.

All scams begin with transparency; they end with sincere assurances.

Chosen, open; broken, frozen.

Do anything to avoid being an object of concern — hide, dissemble, prevaricate, then lie.  

When you make mistakes be transparent, but when you win awards put up a adamantine, opaque, bullet proof wall. 

We are only as transparent as we are honest. 

Transparency saddles up vocabulary; rides on syntax and falls into a hole dug by pragmatics. 

Transparency is primarily, inherently deterrently.