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Q0113Almost always called an ancient Chinese proverb — but its earliest known form is English, from Anne Ritchie's 1885 novel 'Mrs Dymond'. The idea is timeless anyway: relief feeds someone once, but a skill feeds them for life. Real help builds independence rather than dependence.
Q0114The candle is small on purpose. The proverb argues for useful action at human scale: when a problem is too large to curse into disappearance, begin with the part you can actually illuminate.
Q0115A saying often passed down as an Indian proverb. Its point is that age is a matter of outlook, not the calendar: you stay young as long as you keep looking forward. Old age begins the day your regrets about the past grow louder than your dreams for what is still to come.
Q0116As long as you are alive, no situation is beyond hope. From the Latin 'Dum spiro spero'.
Q0118This line is shared everywhere as Rumi, but it is not found in scholarly translations of the Masnavi or the Divan-e Shams — treat it as a modern saying in a Sufi spirit. The distinction it draws is real in Rumi's world, though: for the Sufi poets, love is the current beneath all traditions, and institutions are vessels it keeps overflowing.
Q0119Conforming can make you useful to others but cost your freedom; nonconformity has its own quiet reward.
Q0123A modern verse written in the manner of the Rubáiyát — not a translation of any quatrain. The Rubáiyát is a set of Persian quatrains attributed to the poet-mathematician Omar Khayyam (1048–1131), which reached the West through Edward FitzGerald's free rendering of 1859. Its recurring turn is the one this line borrows: the past is spent, tomorrow is unpromised, and the hour in your hands is the only one you own.
Q0124A modern verse written in the manner of the Rubáiyát — not a translation of any quatrain. The Rubáiyát is a set of Persian quatrains attributed to the poet-mathematician Omar Khayyam (1048–1131), which reached the West through Edward FitzGerald's free rendering of 1859. Its recurring turn is the one this line borrows: the past is spent, tomorrow is unpromised, and the hour in your hands is the only one you own.
Q0125A modern verse written in the manner of the Rubáiyát — not a translation of any quatrain. The Rubáiyát is a set of Persian quatrains attributed to the poet-mathematician Omar Khayyam (1048–1131), which reached the West through Edward FitzGerald's free rendering of 1859. Its recurring turn is the one this line borrows: the past is spent, tomorrow is unpromised, and the hour in your hands is the only one you own.
Q0126A modern verse written in the manner of the Rubáiyát — not a translation of any quatrain. The Rubáiyát is a set of Persian quatrains attributed to the poet-mathematician Omar Khayyam (1048–1131), which reached the West through Edward FitzGerald's free rendering of 1859. Its recurring turn is the one this line borrows: the past is spent, tomorrow is unpromised, and the hour in your hands is the only one you own.
Q0127A modern verse written in the manner of the Rubáiyát — not a translation of any quatrain. The Rubáiyát is a set of Persian quatrains attributed to the poet-mathematician Omar Khayyam (1048–1131), which reached the West through Edward FitzGerald's free rendering of 1859. Its recurring turn is the one this line borrows: the past is spent, tomorrow is unpromised, and the hour in your hands is the only one you own.
Q0128A modern verse written in the manner of the Rubáiyát — not a translation of any quatrain. The Rubáiyát is a set of Persian quatrains attributed to the poet-mathematician Omar Khayyam (1048–1131), which reached the West through Edward FitzGerald's free rendering of 1859. Its recurring turn is the one this line borrows: the past is spent, tomorrow is unpromised, and the hour in your hands is the only one you own.
Q0129A modern verse written in the manner of the Rubáiyát — not a translation of any quatrain. The Rubáiyát is a set of Persian quatrains attributed to the poet-mathematician Omar Khayyam (1048–1131), which reached the West through Edward FitzGerald's free rendering of 1859. Its recurring turn is the one this line borrows: the past is spent, tomorrow is unpromised, and the hour in your hands is the only one you own.
Q0130A modern verse written in the manner of the Rubáiyát — not a translation of any quatrain. The Rubáiyát is a set of Persian quatrains attributed to the poet-mathematician Omar Khayyam (1048–1131), which reached the West through Edward FitzGerald's free rendering of 1859. Its recurring turn is the one this line borrows: the past is spent, tomorrow is unpromised, and the hour in your hands is the only one you own.
Q0131A modern verse written in the manner of the Rubáiyát — not a translation of any quatrain. The Rubáiyát is a set of Persian quatrains attributed to the poet-mathematician Omar Khayyam (1048–1131), which reached the West through Edward FitzGerald's free rendering of 1859. Its recurring turn is the one this line borrows: the past is spent, tomorrow is unpromised, and the hour in your hands is the only one you own.
Q0137This is from Marcus Aurelius's private Stoic notebook, the Meditations, commonly numbered 7.56 in modern editions. It is a memento mori exercise: imagine the old life already closed, then use the remaining time with fewer excuses and more discipline.
Q0143This line appears in Crime and Punishment during the psychological pressure around Raskolnikov's theory of extraordinary men. It is not a celebration of misery; it says that deep intelligence and conscience bring a heavier awareness of consequence, guilt, and sorrow.
Q0145Popularly credited to Chaplin, but the thought is over two centuries old. The French writer Nicolas Chamfort noted in the 1790s: 'La plus perdue de toutes les journées est celle où l'on n'a pas ri' — the most wasted of all days is the one without laughter. The modern attribution to Chaplin spread partly through the 1992 film Shining Through. It suits him anyway: no one made laughter look more essential.
Q0146A line from 'Swing High Little Girl', the song Chaplin composed — and sang himself, at nearly eighty — for the 1969 re-release of his 1928 silent film The Circus. The song plays over the opening image of a trapeze girl. The advice is physical before it is moral: to find a rainbow, the eyes must first come up off the ground.
Q0149This is Nietzsche's aphorism 153 in Beyond Good and Evil. It does not mean love excuses everything; it means love can erupt outside inherited moral accounting, unsettling the tidy categories by which people judge motives and actions.
Q0150From Human, All Too Human (1878), Nietzsche's great book of aphorisms. He cuts against the romantic explanation of failed marriages: passion may begin a bond, but friendship — the ability to keep talking, to remain interesting to each other — is what lets two people keep meeting after the first intensity changes shape. Elsewhere in the book he advises: before marrying, ask whether you will still enjoy conversing with this person in old age.
Q0151Genuine Nietzsche, and remarkably early: he wrote it at twenty in a letter to his sister Elisabeth (11 June 1865), explaining why he was abandoning theology — 'if you wish to strive for peace of soul and happiness, then believe; if you wish to be a disciple of truth, then inquire.' The whole later philosophy is seeded here: comfort and truth ask different prices, and a serious mind must know which bill it is paying.
Q0169Author unknown. A blunt modern expression of a thought philosophers have circled for millennia — the Stoics called it memento mori, remember that you die. The sting is in the word 'random': effort is long, the ending unscheduled. Read one way it is despairing; read another, it is the strongest possible argument for not postponing the life you actually want.
Q0170Credited on social media to the contemporary writer Kamryn Tanner; the line lives in the modern internet-poetry tradition rather than a published book. Its sting is the injustice it names: being judged for the smoke by the very person who never asked about the fire.