A poem for the day

LongingCome to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.Come, as thou camst a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me

Or, as thou never camst in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Matthew Arnold

Sent to me by Erin

History repeats over and over again

Let us call a truce to terror. Let us invoke the blessings of peace. And as we build an international capacity to keep peace, let us join in dismantling the national capacity to wage war.
John F. Kennedy – September 25, 1961 addressing the UN General Assembly

Thinking and Driving » IM Theater: The iPhone, An observation

I peed a little because honestly, it’s true, both accounts:

Thinking and Driving » Blog Archive » IM Theater: The iPhone, An observation
Joel: Touching an iPhone is like the first time to felt a boob. It’s a strange, new experience and you want to be gentle and careful. Until you figure out what the button does. Then it’s “poke poke poke poke”.
Jake: Really? For me it was awkward groping, and mentally going “this is awesome/please don’t break it”

I will live by this!

The situation either needs to be dealt with or accepted; why make it into a problem?

Can you live by this? How many of your problems are just situations that you didn’t deal with or accept and move on? I think we should all learn something from those simple words above. We have much to learn from simplicity in thought.

(Hat tip: Miss Hass)