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'A cucumber is bitter.' Throw it away. 'There are briars in the road.' Turn aside from them. This is enough. Do not add, 'And why were such things made in the world? does someone have and answer??
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether ’t is nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep:
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to,—’t is a consummation
Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there ’s the rub:
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
when we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there ’s the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law’s delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
with a bare bodkin? who would fardels 1 bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover’d country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.
Originally posted by Wise 'A cucumber is bitter.' Throw it away. 'There are briars in the road.' Turn aside from them. This is enough. Do not add, 'And why were such things made in the world? does someone have and answer??
Yes, after a long examination of the issue, cucumber said to the briar: "You better start making sense buddy, or I shall infest your roots with cucumber seeds".
Originally posted by Wise 'A cucumber is bitter.' Throw it away. 'There are briars in the road.' Turn aside from them. This is enough. Do not add, 'And why were such things made in the world? does someone have and answer??
Waste no more time arguing what a good man should be. Be one.
I like that better than bitter cucumbers any day.
I have oftened wondered how it is that very man loves himself more than all the rest of men, but yet sets less value on his own opinion of himself than on the opinion of others
Ok since I'm not confused, can you at least introduce yourself so we wont think you're too much of a weirdo?
The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposing ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function. -- F. Scott Fitzgerald
On another note... I think it's neither stoic nor early Buddhist. It's common sense. Don't complain, don't question something you can CLEARLY do something about, move out of the way. Something is broken, fix it. Something is rotten (bitter), throw it out... Anyway wouldn't a Buddhist say something like 'walk through the briars and feel the pain engulfing you, make it your own, breathe through it, live through it...' or something?? =)
The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposing ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function. -- F. Scott Fitzgerald
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