Who is like unto a curious liner tossed back and forth by ruthless waves and boisterous tides? As many as have reached adulthood… these busy souls, like restless winds always afoot, are like unto a curious liner tossed back and forth by ruthless waves and boisterous tides.

The Writer

On Adulthood

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”.