The idler who does not exert himself when he should , who, though young and strong, is full of sloth -- such an indolent man, does not find the path to wisdom.
--Dhammapada, The Path
I made some motivational wallpapers for myself a while back. I did it because I wanted to be greeted with positive concepts and quotes since I use to spend a lot of time at my PC. Perhaps they can help you guys out too.
I got tired of looking at shitty motivational wallpapers found on the internet. Most looked like they didn't even attempt to make them asthetically pleasing.
>inb4 yours look like shit
It's my style and preference, I don't care what you think.
Enjoy.
http://imgur.com/a/wyZHS
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King Croesus of Lydia once asked Solon of Athens, who he believed were the happiest men that ever lived. King Croesus, in his hubris, believed that he would be named.
Solon was hesitant to answer.
King Croesus pressed him. Solon named three men. King Croesus, was not among them. The brothers Kleobis and Biton, Argives, sons to Cydippe--a priestess of Hera--were named.
Why these two men?
They were not particularly rich, they had not earned great honors in battle, they were not great statesman or orators, nor great artists nor clever playwrights. The only thing to their credit were their strong bodies and the filial love they bore for their mother.
But why these two men?
As a priestess of Hera, Cydippe, never missed a celebration of the Argive Hera. The celebration took place in Heraion but Cydippe and her sons lived in Argos, which was distant. Nevertheless, the journey was made every year, the mother and sons would climb into an ox cart and ride to Heraion in easy comfort.
One year, the oxen were lent out to a neighboring farm and were overdue. There was nothing to pull the oxen and Cydippe was distraught. What did the sons, Kleobis and Biton do? Did they wash their hands of the matter? Ignore their mother? Bemoan their misfortune?
No. They yoked the heavy ox-cart to their own necks and by the strength of their own bodies, they pulled it 45 stadia (8.3 km/5.1 miles), arriving just in time for the celebration. After the feast, they set their heads down inside the temple to Hera and promptly died in their sleep from their exertion. So great was their act of devotion, that the people of Heraion erected two statues in their honor inside the temple--immortalizing the strength of their bodies, the depth of their resolve and the sincerity of their love, for all posterity.
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>you will NEVER have a mustache that great