Posts Tagged ‘modern proverbs’

marriage

Posted: May 27, 2011 in marriage
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Couples must stay together to have any chance of driving the children away.

Stay married; the food gets better.

A long marriage is like a long war; both end with a tired peace.

We fix the house but not the spouse.

Marriage has a certain sacred advantage — the tax deduction.

The “open sesame” of marriage is “I’m sorry.”

A marriage is a deep, lasting, meaningful merging of dreams — and viruses.

Falling in love is emotional; falling back in love is intentional.

Long marriages includes wise silences.

Walking is our first chance to escape from our mothers; marriage is discovering we never will.

Marriage is to have and to hold; divorce is to halve and to fold.

We chiefly miss the most important criteria for picking a spouse — the thermal factor.

The secret to having  a good marriage is to make ‘em laugh.

If woman came from man’s rib then her battle is to not go back.

Marital infidelity is like shooting the person you were assigned to guard while they are asleep.

Divorce happens in the heart before it happens in the court.

proverbs

Posted: May 17, 2011 in proverbs
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A good proverb is like a good foot-bridge troll, short-statured, sturdy and armed with a vicious bite.

A properly placed proverb is like a perfectly executed murder — untruth taken out with one shot.

Proverbs galore are the ultimate bore.

Maturity is when your weight is at its maximum and you know the paremiological minimum.

Proverbs tell the truth, with a stutter.

Fewer words, more truth.

Wise sayings stab sense into a few psyches, but the masses die unwounded by the truths they repeat.

The difference between a wise-ass comment and a proverb is print.

One man’s adage is another man’s baggage.

He came; he sawed; he proverbed.

A proverb a page makes the writer a sage.

A wise proverb is an A+ cliché.

You can wax proverbial, trying on adverbial.

Proverbs are refrigerated truth.

Modern life is a fire hose of information, but sometimes we need only a sweet drop of truth.

As the hummingbird sips the honeysuckle, so the wise sip aphorisms.

Sometimes we need small to process large.

Axioms anvil the mundane into the sublime.

creativity

Posted: May 16, 2011 in creativity
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Apathy dives; creativity flies.

Like a flower in a walk, ideas form a mental block.

Creativity is the smile of charity.

Creativity is math – subtract words, add paint, multiply lines, divide space.

As the aquifer waters the fields, so the mind irrigates the arts.

Art finds fuel in fun.

We know we were meant to create something when we cannot, not do it.

Feeling is nothing; doing is everything.

Be creative: Machine gun apathy, stab laziness, bludgeon selfishness, bomb fear.

Yesterday is repurposed by the creative choices of today.

forgiveness

Posted: May 12, 2011 in forgiveness
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To err is human, to forgive, humane.

Forgiviology requries no apology.

Hammer, be hammered; forgive, relive.

What is offended in an instant may take a life time to forgive.

To forgive is not to forget, but to remember without  punishing.

Forgive; set two people free.

When we see that we have done the very thing we condemn, we begin to be able to forgive.

To refuse to forgive is to begin to harm oneself.

An unintended offense may be intentionally forgiven.

Those who suffer the radiation of resentment, must smear on the sunscreen of forgiveness.

Forgiveness is not an emotion; it is a choice that heals an emotion.

To be deeply hurt is to begin to understand what it means to forgive.

We can forgive something in another when we have accepted it in ourselves.

To begin to forgive yourself is to begin to forgive the world.

Don’t count on going to heaven if you are still judging the hell out of everyone else.

romance

Posted: May 3, 2011 in romance
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Romance is awkward; love is more so.

Lipstick’s fine, soft stain, lies mainly on the brain.

Fools trade lovers; the wise invest — and hold.

Broken hearts created the music industry.

What love’s labor loses, labors love to regain.

Kiss a girl; kiss the world; miss the kiss, regret the Ms.

To fall in love is to love to fall.

The last word on love is that it lasts.

Love not brief needs no relief.

 

music

Posted: May 2, 2011 in music
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The drum beat, the life of the fete.

Want loud thoughts; play loud music!

Music is the miracle oracle.

We sing together what we have lived separately.

Jazz, jump, jitter and jive — jounce and jot and come alive.

“Getting down,” includes getting up.

Music is the soul of love.

Lift up something bigger than yourself — sing.

Life’s show is tempo prestissimo.

A melody is a moxy medicine.

fear

Posted: April 26, 2011 in fear
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Fear stops the ear.

Courage fears, then changes gears.

A fear a day creates foul play.

Do what you would do if fear were not in you.

Fear ducks; courage comes up swinging.

The wise fear their way to safety.

To remain safe, calm your neighbors.

Friends mitigate fears.

A silence scares, a word assures.

Our dreams expose our anxiety; our lives expose our bravery.

Anxiety is viral when it goes spiral.

Fear can save a life; it can also lose it.

addiction

Posted: April 24, 2011 in addiction
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When you fall off the wagon somebody else gets run over.

Addicts must get very low to get to very high.

“He can hold his liquor” is a leaky proposition.

One glass sharpens what the whole bottle dulls.

Bottoms up is bottoms down and out.

Addiction thrives on a pack of lies.

Addiction — the bottom is the beginning of the top.

We know we are addicted when we start and can’t stop.

Love overcomes addiction.

The difference between a medicine and an illegal drug is that one builds up what the other demolishes.

One person can savor a beer and be satisfied; another downs one bottle and is drunk for 35 years.

The wise get high on wives, children and grandchildren; fools get high on wine and lose them.

A drunk teen and a drunk fifty year old have something in common –  a penchant for the pathetic.

Getting high alone is a euphoric low.

Sobriety for the addict is a non-stop brawl with the devil.

Friends are the best way to self-medicate without hangovers.

Drugs and alcohol — a false fix for the socially impaired.

We drink in excess because we are suffering a regress.

The best high is a straight shot of life.

What might make you the life of the party may in due time make you a dead-end street.

Drinking is a freedom best locked up when we are with those who can’t stop.

P. J. O’Rourke has quipped that “Drugs have taught an entire generation of Americans the metric system.” He failed to add that only a short time later they couldn’t remember it.

power

Posted: April 18, 2011 in power
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The priviledge of power is protection.

Power is always plural.

Force harms; power helps.

Abusers eventually hate the reactions they create.

Knowledge is power; love is higher.

The greatest form of power is to protect the powerless.

Revanchist motives compromise good hearts.

The power to be not inclined is a form of Astatine.

Pleasing everyone pleases no one.

We terrify lest we disappear.

travel

Posted: February 23, 2011 in travel
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Any time is a good time to go anywhere!

Travel heals us of not traveling.

To meet the need inside — go outside.

A good day is any day in a new place.

We go outdoors to find a lid off, a thing unwalled, a lovely fringe, a tattered edge, a mud acre, a blue-sparkled stretch of rest.

In another country, we’re in another house.

The unexpected beats the checklist.

A talk is a good walk spoiled.

Stay home only long enough to earn the next trip.

We travel when we are young so that we will have something to remember when we are old.

Travel is a culinary memory.

Travel has three waits —  the wait to get there, the wait to return and the wait to go again.

action

Posted: February 21, 2011 in action
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Exhaustion is a high; it follows caring for the low.

The ruthless are truthless.

Nonproductive leisure, highly productive pleasure.

Hug the starving; you won’t do nothing.

Start now; later take the bow.

Not starting — ending.

A life of compassion beats a bushel of fashion.

Talk is depressing, action progressing.

Forget what you might have said; start doing what’s in your head.

Passion fights for a life of action.

Do nothing; this will ensure something.

You active, wise; you passive, dies.

The wise give out, what fools only talk about.

friends

Posted: February 21, 2011 in friends
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Friends come and go; children come and stay.

A book isn’t like a friend; it shuts up when you reach the end.

True friends are like cats; you can neglect them, they won’t make you pay later.

Renewing old friendships is like refinishing wood floors — the beauty shines again.

Devotedly practice the art of making new friends; every stage of life will be richer for it.

Acquaintances  pop on and off like leggos; friends grab on like ring-shank nails.

Good friends are like good food; eat up, go back for more.

Milk and honey; friends and money.

To make new friends — move.

Calm is found in relationships with people we don’t know well.

 

leadership

Posted: February 21, 2011 in leadership
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When the bathroom light goes out, keep flying the plane.

Small objections nag large missions.

Visions are inspired; plans are hired.

We set fires to desires with envy that success inspires.

Falling leaders too often imagine they are flying.

What’s right takes fight.

Public affirmal is just epidermal.

To be a leader is to be stroked — then poked.

Stories rule; strategic plans drool.

Being responsible for a public trust is always one centimeter from abusing it.

Behind all foot dragging is a tongue wagging.

Beware entrenched leaders with resources.

 

truth

Posted: February 21, 2011 in truth
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A walk out-truths a talk.

Truth’s feet are in concrete.

Theories open up our minds; stories travel up our spines.

Blindness is the dreaded disability everyone has.

Trust a fable; it’s a cable.

Ruthless is truthless.

Two truths: what everyone is saying, what no one is saying.

Don’t try to make a parable stand on four legs that was made to hop about on one point.

The fool turns the truth to rule.

Truth is slate to those who hate.

A narrow mind slams one door and closes the whole mansion of truth.

A fine bike and a wise answer are sold for the same price.

There are only a few weird questions, lots of weird answers.

celebration

Posted: February 20, 2011 in celebration
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Life a party, celebrants its beat.

Blessed are the good cooks for they shall inherit the celebratory eaters.

Celebrate, celebrate, burn off everything you ate.

Ecstasy has a security guard; it’s morality.

The grateful — elateful.

For a good life find good food, then find good people to eat it with.

Shake, hug, kiss and scream every time you see a gene.

Fools gulp and get yappy; the wise sip and get happy.

The best things in life are simple — hug, kiss, smile and dimple.

Every meeting is a celebration: “There you are again!”

Today’s cooperation is tomorrow’s celebration.

us

Posted: February 20, 2011 in us
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It is the American creed to go it on your own; it is the American myth that this is possible.

Every living thing my kin.

Renewal is plural; the way forward is decked out in people.

Wag, wag, the wary bag.

Groups of people eating, talking and laughing are happy; if you want to be happy, get food and call people.

Seeing that none of us is smarter than all of us, it is good when each of us is close with many of us.

There are no little people, only small-minded views of people of different sizes and shapes.

When we open our hearts, they open their hearts; when we open our lives, they open their lives.

We court each other gently, by quietness.

Issues are nothing; people are everything.

The rugged, self-reliant, self-sustaining, independent hero is a myth; every soul on earth is held up every day by an army of cooks, tailors, builders, cleaners, healers, planters, haulers, fixers and protectors.

When people become a logistical problem we have forgotten we are family.

Steward uniqueness, especially in weakness

Be opposite with opposite, and in the end you’ll up the yup.

The deprived child will make a contrived adult.


renewal

Posted: February 20, 2011 in renewal
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As volcanic ash enriches the soil, so trouble nourishes the psyche.

Difficult experiences don’t teach you something; they make you something.

Disappointments are diapause, the comma just before the clause.

Promote change; you are certain to get that.

Extremophiles thrive in ice and fire; adventure exists on a very high wire.

Just because you can’t hear the wheels turn, the cogs clank or the keys click doesn’t mean the next door isn’t opening.

Redwoods, grow, quietly.

The best miracle is not a healed hand; its a healed heart.

You can’t change your old history; you can always make a new one.

Redemptive prophets buy the field —  build and build and build and build.

Nothing changes like a change of heart.

Maturity has an acute awareness; it is of not having arrived.

We must come to terms with the people in our past so that we don’t destroy the people in our future.

We fix a thing by fixing the edge of the thing, until we have arrived at its center.

A cracked wall can be patched and painted; and a cracked life is not beyond repair.

We reshape the hateful past with the loving future.

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