Posts Tagged ‘randy hasper’

Great greed creates great need.

To be responsible, start small — a cup of coffee and a must phone call.

When we become a responsible bunch, then hungry children won’t miss their lunch.

It is wondrfully responsible to care for the great terrestrial ball.

Responsibility begins with a cliche and ends with a touché.

Freedom is being responsible for nothing, but every single choice we make.

The difference between a responsible person and a irresponsible one is a difference no one should have to experience.

Take care of others by learning to care of yourself.

In an unjust world, silence is irresponsible.

Procrastination is efficient — eventually.

Responsibility needs a vacation.

Don’t move, dynamite!

Sit, rot, move, do not.

Late in life, move to another country; it’s preparation.

Your friends are the people who help you move — the third time.

If someone aims at you, charge; if they fire, open your mouth; if they hit you spit the bullet out.

Sport is thought — in motion.

As a shadow follows the sun so one heart follows another.

The thing you won’t forget when you move is yourself.

Three things you should never move — a piano, a cow and an enemy.

The good life exits every corner accelerating.


A dog can easily learn to beg; a human being may find it almost impossible to learn to stop.

In the rubble of every disaster wanders a child in need of a beggar.

Beg often; ask to be made more generous.

In an unjust world, not begging on behalf of the starving is inappropriate.

Everyone begs; not everyone admits it.

At the end of begging lies the beginning of responsibility.

Con men always beg with the same lie; they only need enough to …

A beggar will give you the shirt off his back, and then beg for another.

Asking becomes begging  —  the third time.

Responsibility begs for proximity to poverty.

Only braggarts best beggars at begging.

Begging is not nothing asking someone for something; it is someone asking someone for some.

To beg is to confess to powerlessness; to give is to validate it.

A compliment is just a lie, all dressed up in a suit and tie.

The most dangerous beguiles lie in our smiles.

Liars first fool themselves.

A pinch of mendacity, a dash of veracity, fool even those with the greatest sagacity.

Lies are the lipstick of social discourse.

Private lies hide within the wardrobes of public ceremonies.

The deceptions of leaders who lie in wait, do nothing for them when they lie in state.

To habitually lie, easy; to habitually tell the truth — impossible.

A high, a lie; a lie, a high.

Our lies over-estimate ourselves; they under-estimate others.

An exposed lie has all the grace and elegance of a DUI.

When we smile at our enemies, we harm ourselves.

Lies arrest what the truth bails out.

The most dangerous liars are those who are convinced they are telling the truth.

Disaffection’s indirection is the harmed soul’s predilection.

A lie is for the moment; a truth is for a lifetime.

To cure a liar takes a fire.


Not deciding decides.

Not deciding puts on a straight jacket and jumps into a fast river.

Maturity owns what immaturity chose.

To whine is wine.

Action — it’s redaction.

Choose what you have.

To conquer is to destroy.

Ads thresh decisions.

Someone else may choose your fate, but you choose your response.

Dalliance is ephemeral; choosing is eternal.

To decide that there are no choices is to make a clear choice.

To raise ingenious children, ask them to fix things; don’t give them tools.

A hammer is anything bigger than what you want to pound.

The fool’s tool is police rule.

The plough is better than the sword, unless you are being charged with a knife.

You shall know the tool, and the tool shall set you free.

The right tools, the fixer rules.

To love your neighbor is to become a Swiss Army knife.

Decadent makes no repairs.

A wise father gives his children his tools before he dies; a very wise father shows them how to use them.

As long as there is a tool, there is a weapon.

When a person decides to be a tool, don’t present yourself as in need of repair.

A TV show is an easy chair to a tired mind.

A child without a TV is like a horse without a tennis racket.

When the TV is talks, the family doesn’t.

As a vampire lives on blood, so televisions live on juicy stories.

Documentary TV is a plane ticket to another’s world.

Reality is to TV as paper is to shredder.

The TV invented the refrigerator, also the vegetable and the potato.

The ancient Greeks had gods, the modern world has TV.

TV cameras seem to only work on funny, witty and beautiful people.

The smart phone swallowed the computer and the TV; next it will inhale the wallet.

If you don’t turn off the TV, the scenery will never change.

To cure a flat screen take one natural scene, with water.

Courts have powers; they make minutes long hours.

A ruling’s a breeze, when there’s someone to please.

Everyone lies in court, but not everyone gets up and admits it.

A criminal case — no place for race.

Injustice runs, justice crawls, the people wait.

A job, a deal and court snow — it really matters who you know.

Courts aren’t about justice; they’re about resolution.

A client is a person seeking a ruling, an attorney a person who knows the rules.

Outside the stately place decides the case.

An emotional judge, a broken track — there’s going to be a bad train wreck.

The rich always defeat the poor; they outlast them with money.

If you give me a judge, I owe you a ship.

A parent is a pattern; a child is a sentinel.

Observe the fads; they come in plaids.

Live redundantly; die abundantly.

Love drapes us in ribbons; hate wraps us in stripes.

Patterns are a death march; they drive us to a common grave.

From a distance, life looks like a mosaic; up close, it’s more prosaic.

It’s one thing after another with your father and your mother.

Act, eat, rest, play —  the rhythms of the everyday.

When heart and soul and mind align — sublime.

If your road is blocked by a pattern, run over it with a risk.

We wonder and thunder until we blunder.

Humility has the opportunity to retain a bit of mystery.

A theory — it’s an admission of a mystery.

Mystery is a category within science — and marriage.

What people understand the least they talk about the most.

Everyday we slap mystery in the face; we do it with a backhand of boredom.

What may never be understood may yet be loved.

A murder is never a mystery; one person always knows who did it.

The greatest unknown is in the closest thing.

We explain; divine eyes roll.

A proverb is a bluster, a saying a mere feather duster.

God hides; this give us a chance to seek.

Girls mastermind their weddings; men mind their wedding’s master.

Bridesmaid’s dresses are designed to ensure there are no ugly brides.

Wedding debt is no safe bet.

Wedlock, load — don’t shoot.

A flower girl is like a drunk; she may or may not make it down the aisle.

At the father-daughter dance laughter and tears sway together.

Loyalty solemnizes marriage.

A wedding dress; girl frosting.

The most beautiful thing at a wedding is a couple in the back who have been married for sixty years.

Waiting for the meal after the wedding is like waiting for the second coming; you know it will come but not the hour or the day.

A we-fell-in-love wedding is as weak as two people; an arranged marriage is as strong as two families.

We marry before the ceremony; we divorce before the paperwork.

A wedding is kindling, marriage blazing fire.

Young leaders need only wait; time eventually assassinates all the old ones.

Every organization has the same problem — what to do with all the bodies.

Organizations come and go; the good they do comes and stays.

Success has archives, failure only bad memories.

Within organizations, language is reality.

Clothes may make the man, but impoverished children and women make the clothes.

The primary function of organizations is to make people wait.

Policy and protocol are the favorite sons of old organizations.

An organization’s culture isn’t a slogan; its a behavior.

Organizations and planets have this in common; they tend to turn on their founders.

An organization is a concept becoming a reality.

Business’s magic trick is to make big what it keeps small.

Two things an organization hates: an unfinished start.

Three things we hate, even one we deplore: the big boss who won’t stop working, the big cheese who won’t share the power, and the big dog who gobbles all the goodies.

The good life is a grandparent, a grandchild and a zoo.

Zoos remind children that they are small, curious and delicious.

The lamb lies with the lion too, when both are living at the zoo.

The zoo is glue, for mothers needing social roux.

If you can’t afford the zoo, watch congress on TV.

Go to the zoo; take food, pack extra children.

Zoos hire acrobats and muscians because caged animals are so boring.

All in all the human crew is best studied at the zoo.

We love the wild beasts — through thick glass.

Too compare American family life to a zoo demeans the zoo.

See the zoo; tour the world.

The zoo’s best public face is conservation.

Display is ever the arch enemy of freedom.

Compassion is the great link between man and animal; see how the elephants in Thula Thula mourn the loss of Lawrence Anthony.

All zoos are not created equal.

The shopping mall is the human zoo where we all pay to be on exhibit.

Behind the scenes at the zoo, business and conservation snarl and snap at each other over the green rhino.

The animals of the earth are most endanged by humanity’s torid love affair with killing them.

The best chef selects the third fruit.

Patience births quality; so does impatience.

Kin are platinum — or tin.

The quest for quality makes the tiniest detail into the biggest deal.

Conformance sells; good copying enriches.

Character cognizant springs from its opposite.

Excellence drives over the top of comfort; it crushes laziness.

Quantity is quality’s big-boned sister.

Pick your surgeon; like your sturgeon.

When quality is too expensive, try a cheap fix.

Quality is the best polity.

Kind to need is kind indeed.

Diagnose souls; administer kindness.

Kindness is contagious, gentleness courageous.

Spineless kindness nurtures blindness.

Kindness is a form of blindness.

Our losses may yet teach us some kindnesses.

Women sometimes make passes at kind men who wear glasses.

Forgiveness is the essence of kindness.

A just punishment may be a brutal kindness.

The soul most in need of kindness is within.

Voluntary is honorary.

To volunteer is to think of you not me.

Every shovelful helps fill the wheelbarrow, and every tweet helps shape public opinion.

To volunteer advice is like taking cuts in a line; better to wait until all can see that it is your turn.

Volunteer and get hired; slack and get fired.

A voluntary heart doeth good like a medicine.

Something comes of something.

When you volunteer you subtract from yourself to add to others.

Voting is volunteering.

Help who you help to help.

Voluntary works; forced stalls and backfires.

Required volunteerism isn’t.

The wealthy core volunteer the poor for war.

It is easier to find a man who will volunteer to kill other men than to find a man who will volunteer to be a foster parent.

Volunteers have many friends; the selfish rot by themselves in a corner.

In lazy lies no love.

All work, no play, Jack’s Jill won’t stay.

As night follows day so rest follows work.

Work less; do more.

A text in time saves nine.

Wed wife not work.

Work is a splendor –lacking gender.

Avoid work whenever possible; this will ensure that you die poor sooner.

Fuel, act, reflect, relax — the good life stutters.

Teach your children to work hard; this will protect your hard work.

Working alone is a harder masquerading as an easier.

Live several generations past yourself; teach an inheritable work ethic

A happy visage is an open shutter on a cheerful heart.

Every compliment is a facelift.

Faces hint at hearts, but fools blunder ahead without looking.

Tete a tete may temper hate, but an email is sure to promote it.

Every face is a mirror in which the wise see themselves.

The eye is the light of the face.

Always dive face first into deep friendships.

Take human facia prima facie.

The happiest moments of life exist within the circle of children’s faces.

The best memories of a good life are of loved faces.

Faces tell stories.

The face we marry, have children with and remain loyal to into old age is the face within the face of love’s true face.

The world is a galaxy of faces.

What we can’t fix, we can love.

A quick fix is usually a trick.

You can fix your fife but not your wife.

Fixing inside fixes outside.

A fix in time may save thine.

A quick fix is the road to a quick disaster.

Old school fixes what new school nixes.

Love fixes up what indifference has let down.

Many can’t fix what one has spoiled.

Patience is the slow cure.

The skilled lay hands on what the ignorant have given up on.

To fix or not to fix — that is the discretion.

The end of what can’t be fixed is the end.

Birth is worth.

The molten bold in souls is gold.

Knowledge wears a beautiful patina.

The wise place an extreme value on not knowing.

Human worth is beyond gender, wealth, appearance, and club member.

Aloneness can’t do any ciphers, subtract our worth, diminish girth.

Anchor decisions sticker worth but the wise reprice their own stuff.

Good lies in the direction of valuing what we haven’t.

Love forges a good; hate forges a hood.

What they did to you doesn’t define you.

Wisdom stops asking “why” and turn its faces to the good found in the present.

Other’s opinions don’t price us.

Within the you of the you of the very definitive and superlative you resides your you.