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I’ve been reading some quotes…

Here are a few quotes that I’ve read after thrashing around online that hit home on some events and people.

“There is no better antidote against entertaining too high an opinion of others than having an excellent one of ourselves at the very same time.”
― Walter Scott, Waverley

“Who included me among the ranks of the human race?”
― Joseph Brodsky

“Feelings of superiority always stem from an illusion.”
― Marty Rubin

“The Duke has decreed that the Castle is not cold.” The gentleman’s lips are almost blue from this lack of cold. “And the Duke is right and correct in this as in all things.

…some very beautiful tapestries line the walls, but many of them are also full of holes. Perhaps the Duke has decreed that there are no moths, either.”
― Christopher Peter Grey, Leonardo’s Shadow

“Even great men bow before the Sun; it melts hubris into humility.”
― Dejan Stojanovic

“Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please. “
― Mark Twain

“Everything is funny, as long as it’s happening to somebody else. “
― Will Rogers

“We are what our thoughts have made us; so take care about what you think. Words are secondary. Thoughts live; they travel far”.
― Swami Vivekananda

IF

By Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you   
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
    But make allowance for their doubting too;   
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;   
    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;   
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
    And treat those two impostors just the same;   
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
    And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
    To serve your turn long after they are gone,   
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,   
    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
    If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,   
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   
    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!