Take off my clothes and there becomes a man. Take off my skin and there becomes my bones. Break all my bones and there becomes my heart. Smash my heart and there becomes my soul. And that you cannot take.
Becoming a man means doing the right thing even though it may be hard or difficult. Boys do what is easiest. A man does what is right, whether easy or not.
Only you can know the difference between your wants and your needs, and your sacrifice of your life’s time to both.
Reading teaches us the nuances of humanity. To find the beauty of what is moral and ethical in your own actions and discover the strange subtlety of what it is to question why you should exist.
A good man lives for the joy in life and the happiness of being alive, not shackled to the wants of the future or the regrets of the past.
Start with a brand new good-morning. To your husband or your wife. To your kids. To those you work with – and don’t work with. What’s the harm? How difficult is it? And it isn’t, and you know it. So do it.
You know there’s got to be a better way of life – somewhere, sometime, somehow – but you’re not exactly sure what better is.
Sometimes we make being happy so difficult. And being thankful such a chore.
Time. Either you are for it or against it. So be here now. Not later.
Sometimes I feel as if I’m only a doorman awaiting the arrival of her royal majesty.
I gather the last remnants of the evening’s breeze, so cool and lazy within my arms, feeling it curl up like a small and innocent kitten.
Spring is a time to make up a big bouquet of flowers for someone you love, or are trying to love, or are in love with.
There’s so much to learn. So much to enjoy. So terribly much to be curious about. Take your life and run with it. Make a habit of being alive. This much of anything, I have learned. And am still learning.
Enjoy what you are learning and doing. This is one of the hardest concepts in the entire world to understand. Harder yet to put into practice.
KIDS. They know a BRIBE when they see one. They want a PARENT, not a PAY-OFF. They don’t care if you’re Jack-King-Rodeo or Mister-You-Own-New-York. All they understand is time spent WITH YOU or WITHOUT YOU. It’s that SIMPLE.
No one OWES you a THING. So don’t EXPECT it. You’re on your OWN.
Starting the Day— Another chance to be new again. How many of us still wish for that? To be your own sunrise. To awaken like a prayer -both solemn and joyful at still being alive.
Make doing your best a habit, and you’ll never know not doing your best.
Be the greatest of who you were meant to be. Life goes on ferociously-with or without you. It is your choice. Truly and magnificently your choice.
Your time is your time. Be awake to it. It’s hard work to be wisely alive.
But more importantly in my book of life, it’s what you can’t buy with money that is often more important than what you can buy.
If you don’t know how to grow old, don’t start learning how to grow old.
Money may buy you the means to a happiness, but it cannot buy happiness itself.
Walk with me now into this very bright night, and revere with me in silence what must be God-given and what is surely God-taken.
Marriage is love put to it’s ultimate test – the grindstone of life. Where the idealism of love meets the everydayness of marriage.
Marriage is not the beginning of the journey, nor the end – it is the journey.
Do not give a damn what “they” have to say (and you will know who they are) for you are either very right or very wrong, but at least you are very something.
When do you become a man? When you become your own man. When other men trust you to do a man’s work. Trust you with their name, their reputation, their thoughts. Trust you to watch their backs and trust you with their lives.
HungerYou are only here now, and then you are gone. So be hungry. Hunger toward beauty. Hunger toward love. Hunger towards the unimaginable and unthinkable.
Sunrise – a time when all truths are still clean and enviable.
Living isn’t always red bows and birthday balloons.
When do you become a man? Becoming a man means doing the right thing even though it may be hard or difficult. Boys do what is easiest. A man does what is right, whether easy or not.
You might want more time in your life to attempt the things you like to do, and not just perform the things you have to do.
I remember once kissing you, your face lit by northern stars. Promising to grow old with you, and now so simply breaking the promise.
I travel to be replenished with beauty, for travel makes the beauty of this world seem like a Christmas that never ends.
Respect both what you need to know and what you don’t need to know. Respect mystery, for mystery is still needed to run the universe.” — The Legacy Letters, by Carew Papritz”Things I didn’t know.
You become a man when you give your family the best of who you are.
I travel because it makes me realize how much I haven’t seen, how much I’m not going to see, and how much I still need to see.”- The Legacy Letters, by Carew Papritz
I can FEEL her next to me. This UNION. Of WARMTH. Of CARING. Of the INDESCRIBABLE. As if there were NO PARTING and NEVER could be.
Starting the day—Another chance to be new again. How many of us still wish for that? To be your own sunrise. To awaken like a prayer—both solemn and joyful at still being alive . . .
Don’t have kids until you’re ready. And when you do have them, have them all the way. They aren’t like some Cadillac that you can turn back into the dealership after three years.
It’s a heck of a responsibility to look after a spirit. So give kids the best of who you are. That’s the most you can ever do.
Don’t spoil kids by trying to buy them off, to buy their time. Kids aren’t stupid. They know a bribe when they see one. They want a parent not a payoff.
Money-it can buy your kids anything, but it cannot teach them love, respect, and the true value of living life without things.
There’s so much to learn. So much to enjoy. So terribly much to be curious about. Take your life and run with it. Make a habit of being alive. This much of anything, I have learned. And am still learning.
There are hard days to live. You awake to a day when you feel you’ve done it all before, and you’re going to do it again, so why do it at all.
Kids. They’re not tin cans or sheetrock. They’re laughing machines. Wind them up and watch them go.
Enjoy the RIDE NOW. You’ll be SUCCESSFUL later, however YOU define SUCCESS.
Starting the day – Another chance to be new again.How many of us still wish for that?To be your own sunrise.To awaken like a prayer – both solemn and joyful at still being alive.
The things you don’t know or understand are as important as your desire to know them. This is the relationship of man to mystery.
You become a man when you marry not just for love but to be a partner with your wife. To be the best man you can be with her, and when you fall short, to admit your shortcomings and to constantly strive to be a great man to your wife.
It is everything that makes a man. It is everything that makes this man. And that is who I am alive, and that is who I am dead.
Let my memories of you be like water on the moon. A beautiful impossibility – but allowing me to sleep and dream of infinite beginnings rather than Othello endings.
I travel not only for the passion and madness and desire of movement, but because travel, like bread and water and air, becomes necessary to a life fully dreamed and lived.
I travel because I become uncomfortable being too comfortable.
I travel for the great stories now ready tell, and those waiting to be told.
I travel to know where I fit into the world, and where I don’t.
Why travel? To be changed, and to be changed again and again.
Sometimes I travel just to be overwhelmed – for it’s good every now and then to be overwhelmed.
I travel for the jolting, angelic act of seeking strangeness and newness and profoundness.
I travel because life is short, and I will not wait for fear of death or sanctuary to become a prison of my own making.
I travel because it makes me realize how much I haven’t seen, how much I’m not going to see, and how much I still need to see.
I travel to be replenished with beauty, for travel makes the beauty of this world seem like a Christmas that never ends. I travel for the jolting, angelic act of seeking strangeness and newness and profoundness . . .
If You Don’t Believe the Numbers and Believe in Your Spirit, then You’re Ageless.
You haven’t seen a thing until you’ve seen this man fight. My sword is sharp. My heart strong. My spirit ferocious – and I am going to live. Let the swords clash. Let the fight begin.
Respect both what you need to know and what you don’t need to know. Respect mystery, for mystery is still needed to run the universe.
It’s a fool who thinks having a kid is a right, which is the biggest crock of fish heads I’ve ever heard.
Love your kids and just be there for them. You don’t have to eyeball their every moment or to orchestrate all their comings and goings. They know this. They know that’s too much.
It’s through traveling you make the great journey into yourself, and it’s the clarity of extremes in traveling that forces you to meet yourself like you’ve never met yourself before.
Sometimes the best way is to get out of your own way.
Just because you’re breathing, doesn’t mean you’re alive.
Be generous with your life – love deeply, honestly, and without reservation.
Remember, it’s still a mystery to be an adult. If you knew it all before eighteen, you’d have nothing to look forward to. Besides, to be wise and eighteen is as possible as catching lightning in a bottle…
As an adult, be child-like as you learn but not child-ish as you live.
You become a man when, in having children, you not only physically look after and protect them but also protect them with all the love and learning you have to give.
My God, what a sensation to be an atom in the scheme of such grandiosity. The allurement, the jazz, and the physics of it all . . .
MUSIC. Tunneling right down into your CORE and SOULTIME. Hep, sloppy, SEXY and cerebral. Chancy and hip-swinging like ELVIS and your first teenage KISS.
It is you who must someday break through the protective polish of who you are, to become naked and powerful to who you can truly be.
Remember, it’s still a mystery to be an adult. If you knew it all before eighteen, you’d have nothing to look forward to.
To become a man is to carry out your word because you gave your word. And your word is you as a man.” – The Legacy Letters, by Carew Papritz
Read what you like, not what you’re told to like. That way you’ll read for a lifetime.
Older doesn’t always mean wiser. It just means that you’ve had more time to do the same things over and over again- right, wrong, and different.
Money – it can buy you a moment of glee but not a lifetime of happiness.
Rain. Tumble, bumble and, fall on me. Any old day, any old way. Come for a visit, or come for a stay. Rain, rain, don’t go away.
Money can buy you everything to fill your time but it cannot buy time itself. And things are definitely not time.
So curious you must be. Like little calves poking their heads through the fence with big eyes and a headful of curiosity.
Money can buy you knowledge, but not the wisdom to use it wisely.
Remember, life is too short to be spent dancing with idiots.
And Sometimes I Feel as if I’m Only a Doorman Awaiting the Arrival of her Royal Majesty.
Read what you like, not what you’re told to like. That way you’ll read for a lifetime.
Get someone-anyone-to read books to you. Having books read to you at any age is the supremo ultimato of living.
Heavy rains and a good book. A perfect extravagance.
Rain with an umbrella while holding hands with your lover is damned sure nice.
And I don’t care what age you are, kissing in the rain is the best.
How much better does being alive get then sitting beside a warm fire amidst a misty rainy morning.
Rain with no shoes is just as much fun as rain with big rubber galoshes.
Money. It fits around your neck like some permanent noose. always waiting for your next misstep.
Summer, dropping so easily a delicious everything upon your skin and lips. Like a never-ending kiss – taunting, deep, and luscious.
The Number One Rule of Working Is: DO THE BEST WORK YOU CAN. Why do anything but your best? What’s the point?
As I see it, you GET married – but you MAKE a marriage.
Teach them what you love to do in life. It really doesn’t matter what it is. It never does. Just show them how important a passion is . . .
So, if the truest currency of life is time, then how do you get more time? Because if more is merrier, than having more time should make us more happier. Right? Therefore, all we have to ask ourselves is can we buy more time? . . .
So How Much of a THING or THINGS is Enough? And if you have EVERYTHING, have you achieved perfect HAPPINESS?
Wake up. Be thankful. For whatever happens on this day, you are endlessly given the chance to start again-to be alive. And all of us should wish for that.
What good is an “I LOVE YOU” If said only when you have to?What good is it to ride a horse if you cannot gallop?What good is it to believe in someone if you doubt your own belief?
What good is an “I love you” if said only when you have to?
Kids are kids and not little adults. They’re watching and listening to you all the time. They’re figuring out the game plan but still don’t know all the rules. Talk straight to them and they’ll respect you for it.