All know how to be children, but how few – very few indeed – know how to be adults! This I say, this is a tearful calamity: a pervasive malady too insidious to escape tragedy!
Who is full of care and business, now worrying and now fretting? Such as have reached adulthood; these souls are full of care and business, now worrying and now fretting.
The prime of a nation’s productivity are its adults, yet our friends of the New World Order must needs dumb down their own workforce; what deluded taskmasters!
To as many as have reached adulthood: my dears, it is vain for you to evade responsibility; for adulthood is a time of purposeful effort and manful industry.
A worthy adult acts with purposeful deliberation, but stupid wretches follow random impulses.
To every adult reading my words: friend, like the elegant poise of white swans shifting upon the waters, so approach your work with a purposeful mind of one ready to achieve success.
A noble adult embodies a perfectly impersonal attitude towards realising the goals of his mind, but pathetic miscreants whinge amiss and whimper like fools.
Like a noxious toad too foul to be borne, so is a thoughtless adult who is mindless and remiss; shun him.
A well-bred adult is guided by prudence and governed by faith, but grown idiots drool like prats and act upon random spurs of the moment.
To all adults reading my lines: friends, with regards to men’s stupidity and random emotional actions, move with majestic indifference.
“More quotes coming soon”.