“Give your brain as much attention as you do your hair and you'll be a thousand times better off.”
Malcolm X (widely quoted online; I was first alerted to it in a paraphrase in the Ottawa Citizen March 7, 1999)
“No one of his Cabinet really understood Lincoln. He was constantly scandalizing them by his calm disregard of convention, and his seemingly prodigal waste of time. The friends and advisers of Jesus were similarly shocked. How could any one with such important business allow himself to be so casually interrupted! One of the surest marks of greatness, of course, is accessibility and the appearance of having an unstinted allowance of time. ‘Extreme busyness is a symptom of deficient vitality,’ says Stevenson. The disciples were extremely busy, Judas most of all.”
Bruce Barton The Man Nobody Knows
In my latest Loonie Politics column I say the Trudeau administration’s attack on the rights of Parliament is no less dangerous for being the result of arrogant ignorance not clever conspiracy.
In my latest National Post column I say classes where students of one race only are taught material by authors of once race only by teachers of one race only is still segregation and still wrong practically and morally.
In my latest Epoch Times column I say if we cancel Canada Day, and Canada, because we can’t see that an open society that admits mistakes beats the alternatives hollow, we’ll learn it the hard way.
“I didn’t know of anybody in my entire platoon that wanted to kill, who ever killed before.”
Robert Santos in Al Santoli, ed., Everything We Had: An Oral History of the Vietnam War by 33 American Soldiers Who Fought It
In my latest National Post column I mock the notion of a geopolitical lightweight like our Prime Minister putting himself forward as an elder statesman.
“When Benjamin Franklin was seven years old... he fell in love with a whistle. He was so excited about it that he went into the toy shop, piled all his coppers on the counter, and demanded the whistle without even asking its price. ‘I then came home,’ he wrote to a friend 70 years later, ‘and went whistling all over the house, much pleased with my whistle.’ When his older brothers and sisters found out that he had paid far more for his whistle than he should have paid, they gave him the horse laugh; and, as he said: ‘I cried with vexation.’... But the lesson taught Franklin was cheap in the end. ‘As I grew up,’ he said, ‘and came into the world and observed the actions of men, I thought I met with many, very many, who gave too much for the whistle.’”
Dale Carnegie How to Stop Worrying and Start Living