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生而为赢
第一篇：
Youth
青春
第二篇：
Three Days to
See(Excerpts)
假如给我三天光明（节选）
第三篇：
Companionship of Books
以书为伴（节选）
第四篇：
If I Rest, I Rust
如果我休息，我就会生锈
第五篇：
Ambition
抱负
六篇：
What I have Lived for
我为何而生
第七篇：
When Love Beckons You
爱的召唤
第八篇：
The Road to Success
成功之道
第九篇：
On Meeting the
Celebrated
论见名人
第十篇：
The 50-Percent Theory of
Life
生活理论半对半
第十一篇：
What is Your Recovery
Rate?
你的恢复速率是多少？
第十二篇：
Clear Your Mental Space
清理心灵的空间
第十三篇：
Be Happy
快乐
第十四篇：
The Goodness of life
生命的美好
第十五篇：
Facing the Enemies
Within
直面内在的敌人
第十六篇：
Abundance is a Life
Style
富足的生活方式
第十七篇：
Human Life a Poem
人生如诗
第十八篇：
Solitude
独处
第十九篇：
Giving Life Meaning
给生命以意义
第二十篇：
Relish the Moment
品位现在
第二十一篇：
The Love of Beauty
爱美
第二十二篇：
The Happy Door
快乐之门
第二十三篇：
Born to Win
生而为赢
第二十四篇：
Work and Pleasure
工作和娱乐
第二十五篇：
Mirror, Mirror--What
do I see
镜子
,
镜子
,
告诉我
第二十六篇：
On Motes and Beams
微尘与栋梁
第二十七篇：
An October Sunrise
十月的日出
第二十八篇：
To Be or Not to Be
生存还是毁灭
第二十九篇：
Gettysburg Address
葛底斯堡演说
第三十篇：
First Inaugural
Address(Excerpts)
就职演讲（节选）
第一篇：
Youth
青春
Youth
Youth is not a time of life; it is a
state of mind; it is not
a matter of
rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a
matter of the will, a quality of the
imagination, a vigor of
the
emotions;
it
is
the
freshness
of
the
deep
springs
of
life.
Youth
means
a
temperamental
predominance
of
courage
over
timidity,
of
the
appetite
for
adventure
over
the
love
of
ease.
This often exists in a
man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody
grows
old
merely
by
a
number
of
years.
We
grow
old
by
deserting
our ideals.
Years
may
wrinkle
the
skin,
but
to
give
up
enthusiasm
wrinkles
the soul. Worry,
fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns
the spirit back to dust.
Whether 60 or 16, there is in every
human being’s heart the
lure of
wonders, the unfailing appetite for what’s next
and
the joy of the game of
living. In the center of your heart and
my heart, there is a wireless station;
so long as it receives
messages of
beauty, hope, courage and power from man and from
the infinite, so long as you are young.
When your aerials are down,
and your spirit is covered with
snows
of
cynicism
and
the
ice
of
pessimism,
then
you’ve
grown
old,
even at 20; but as long as your aerials are up, to
catch
waves of optimism, there’s hope
you may die young at 80.
第二篇：
Three Days to
See(Excerpts)
假如给我三天光明（节选）
Three Days to See
All of us have read thrilling stories
in which the hero had
only a limited
and specified time to live. Sometimes it was
as long as a year, sometimes as short
as 24 hours. But always
we were
interested in discovering just how the doomed hero
chose to spend his last days or his
last hours. I speak, of
course,
of
free
men
who
have
a
choice,
not
condemned
criminals
whose sphere of activities is strictly
delimited.
Such
stories
set
us
thinking,
wondering
what
we
should
do
under
similar
circumstances. What events, what experiences, what
associations should we crowd into those
last hours as mortal
beings, what
regrets?
Sometimes
I
have
thought
it
would
be
an
excellent
rule
to
live
each day
as if we should die tomorrow. Such an attitude
would
emphasize sharply the values of
life. We should live each day
with
gentleness, vigor and a keenness of appreciation
which
are often lost when time
stretches before us in the constant
panorama of more days and months and
years to come. There are
those,
of
course,
who
would
adopt
the
Epicurean
motto
of
“Eat,
drink,
and be merry”. But most people would be chastened
by
the certainty of impending death.
In
stories
the
doomed
hero
is
usually
saved
at
the
last
minute
by
some
stroke
of
fortune,
but
almost
always
his
sense
of
values
is
changed.
He
becomes
more
appreciative
of
the
meaning
of
life
and its permanent
spiritual values. It has often been noted
that
those
who
live,
or
have
lived,
in
the
shadow
of
death
bring
a mellow sweetness to
everything they do.
Most of
us, however, take life for granted. We know that
one
day we must die, but usually we
picture that day as far in
the
future.
When
we
are
in
buoyant
health,
death
is
all
but
unimaginable. We seldom
think of it. The days stretch out in
an
endless
vista.
So
we
go
about
our
petty
tasks,
hardly
aware
of
our listless attitude toward life.
The same lethargy, I am afraid,
characterizes the use of all
our
faculties and senses. Only the deaf appreciate
hearing,
only
the
blind
realize
the
manifold
blessings
that
lie
in
sight.
Particularly
does
this
observation
apply
to
those
who
have
lost
sight
and hearing in adult life. But those who have
never
suffered
impairment
of
sight
or
hearing
seldom
make
the
fullest
use of these blessed faculties. Their
eyes and ears take in
all sights and
sounds hazily, without concentration and with
little appreciation. It is the same old
story of not being
grateful
for
what
we
have
until
we
lose
it,
of
not
being
conscious of health until we are ill.
I
have
often
thought
it
would
be
a
blessing
if
each
human
being
were
stricken
blind
and
deaf
for
a
few
days
at
some
time
during
his
early
adult
life.
Darkness
would
make
him
more
appreciative
of sight;
silence would teach him the joys of sound.
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第三篇：
Companionship of Books
以书为伴（节选）
Companionship of Books
A man may usually be known by the books
he reads as well as
by
the
company
he
keeps;
for
there
is
a
companionship
of
books
as
well
as
of
men;
and
one
should
always
live
in
the
best
company,
whether it be of books or of men.
A good book may be among
the best of friends. It is the same
today that it always was, and it will
never change. It is the
most patient
and cheerful of companions. It does not turn its
back upon us in times of adversity or
distress. It always
receives us with
the same kindness; amusing and instructing
us in youth, and comforting and
consoling us in age.
Men
often discover their affinity to each other by the
mutual
love
they
have
for
a
book
just
as
two
persons
sometimes
discover
a friend by the admiration which both
entertain for a third.
There is an old
proverb, ‘Love me, love my dog.” But there
is more wisdom in this:” Love me, love
my book.” The book
is a truer and
higher bond of union. Men can think, feel, and
sympathize
with
each
other
through
their
favorite
author.
They
live in him together,
and he in them.
A
good
book
is
often
the
best
urn
of
a
life
enshrining
the
best
that
life could think out; for the world of a man’s
life is,
for
the
most
part,
but
the
world
of
his
thoughts.
Thus
the
best
books
are
treasuries
of
good
words,
the
golden
thoughts,
which,
remembered and
cherished, become our constant companions and
comforters.
Books possess an essence of
immortality. They are by far the
most
lasting products of human effort. Temples and
statues
decay, but books survive. Time
is of no account with great
thoughts,
which are as fresh today as when they first passed
through their author’s minds, ages ago.
What was then said
and thought still
speaks to us as vividly as ever from the
printed page. The only effect of time
have been to sift out
the bad products;
for nothing in literature can long survive
e but what is really good.
Books introduce us into the best
society; they bring us into
the
presence of the greatest minds that have ever
lived. We
hear what
they
said and did; we see
the as if they
were really
alive; we sympathize with
them, enjoy with them, grieve with
them;
their
experience
becomes
ours,
and
we
feel
as
if
we
were
in
a
measure
actors
with
them
in
the
scenes
which
they
describe.
The great and good do not die, even in
this world. Embalmed
in
books,
their
spirits
walk
abroad.
The
book
is
a
living
voice.
It is an intellect to
which on still listens.
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第四篇：
If I Rest,I
Rust
如果我休息，我就会生锈
If I Rest, I Rust
The
significant
inscription
found
on
an
old
key---
“If
I
rest,
I
rust”
---would
be
an
excellent
motto
for
those
who
are
afflicted
with the slightest bit of idleness. Even the most
industrious person might adopt it with
advantage to serve as
a
reminder
that,
if
one
allows
his
faculties
to
rest,
like
the
iron
in
the
unused
key,
they
will
soon
show
signs
of
rust
and,
ultimately, cannot do
the work required of them.
Those who would attain the heights
reached and kept by great
men
must
keep
their
faculties
polished
by
constant
use,
so
that
they may
unlock the doors of knowledge, the gate that guard
the
entrances
to
the
professions,
to
science,
art,
literature,
agriculture---
every department of human endeavor.
Industry
keeps
bright
the
key
that
opens
the
treasury
of
achievement.
If
Hugh
Miller,
after
toiling
all
day
in
a
quarry,
had
devoted
his
evenings
to
rest
and
recreation,
he
would
never
have
become
a
famous
geologist.
The
celebrated
mathematician,
Edmund
Stone,
would
never
have
published
a
mathematical
dictionary,
never
have
found
the
key
to
science
of
mathematics,
if he had given
his spare moments to idleness, had the little
Scotch lad, Ferguson, allowed the busy
brain to go to sleep
while he tended
sheep on the hillside instead of calculating
the
position
of
the
stars
by
a
string
of
beads,
he
would
never
have become a famous
astronomer.
Labor
vanquishes
all---not
inconstant,
spasmodic,
or
ill-directed labor; but
faithful, unremitting, daily effort
toward
a
well-
directed
purpose.
Just
as
truly
as
eternal
vigilance is the
price of liberty, so is eternal industry the
price of noble and enduring success.
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第五篇：
Ambition
抱负
Ambition
It is not difficult to
imagine a world short of ambition. It
would probably be a kinder world: with
out demands, without
abrasions,
without
disappointments.
People
would
have
time
for
reflection. Such work as they did would
not be for themselves
but for the
collectivity. Competition would never enter in.
conflict would be eliminated, tension
become a thing of the
past. The stress
of creation would be at an end. Art would no
longer
be
troubling,
but
purely
celebratory
in
its
functions.
Longevity would be increased, for fewer
people would die of
heart
attack
or
stroke
caused
by
tumultuous
endeavor.
Anxiety
would be extinct.
Time would stretch on and on, with ambition
long departed from the human heart.
Ah, how unrelieved boring
life would be!
There is a
strong view that holds that success is a myth, and
ambition therefore a sham. Does this
mean that success does
not really
exist? That achievement is at bottom empty? That
the efforts of men and women are of no
significance alongside
the
force
of
movements
and
events
now
not
all
success,
obviously,
is
worth
esteeming,
nor
all
ambition
worth
cultivating.
Which
are
and
which
are
not
is
something
one
soon
enough
learns
on
one’s
own.
But
even
the
most
cynical
secretly
admit
that
success
exists;
that
achievement
counts
for
a
great
deal; and that the true myth is that
the actions of men and
women are
useless. To believe otherwise is to take on a
point
of
view
that
is
likely
to
be
deranging.
It
is,
in
its
implications, to remove
all motives for competence, interest
in
attainment, and regard for posterity.
We do not choose to be born. We do not
choose our parents. We
do not choose
our historical epoch, the country of our birth,
or the immediate circumstances of our
upbringing. We do not,
most
of
us,
choose
to
die;
nor
do
we
choose
the
time
or
conditions
of
our
death.
But
within
all
this
realm
of
choicelessness, we do
choose how we shall live: courageously
or in cowardice, honorably or
dishonorably, with purpose or
in drift.
We decide what is important and what is trivial in
life. We decide that what makes us
significant is either what
we do or
what we refuse to do. But no matter how
indifferent
the
universe
may
be
to
our
choices
and
decisions,
these
choices
and decisions are
ours to make. We decide. We choose. And as
we decide and choose, so are our lives
formed. In the end,
forming our own
destiny is what ambition is about.
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第六篇：
What I have
Lived for
我为何而生
What I Have Lived For
Three
passions,
simple
but
overwhelmingly
strong,
have
governed
my
life:
the
longing
for
love,
the
search
for
knowledge, and unbearable pity for the
suffering of mankind.
These passions,
like great winds, have blown me hither and
thither, in a wayward course, over a
deep ocean of anguish,
reaching to the
very verge of despair.
I
have
sought
love,
first,
because
it
brings
ecstasy---ecstasy
so great that I would often have
sacrificed all the rest of
my life for
a few hours for this joy. I have sought it, next,
because it relieves loneliness---that
terrible loneliness in
which one
shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the
world
into
the
cold
unfathomable
lifeless
abyss.
I
have
sought
it,
finally, because in the union of love I have seen,
in a
mystic miniature, the prefiguring
vision of the heaven that
saints and
poets have imagined. This is what I sought, and
though
it
might
seem
too
good
for
human
life,
this
is
what---at
last---I have found.
With equal passion I have sought
knowledge. I have wished to
understand
the hearts of men. I have wished to know why the
stars shine. And I have tried to
apprehend the Pythagorean
power by
which number holds sway above the flux. A little
of
this, but not much, I have achieved.
Love and knowledge, so far
as they were possible, led upward
toward the heavens. But always it
brought me back to earth.
Echoes of
cries of pain reverberate in my heart. Children in
famine, victims tortured by oppressors,
helpless old people
a
hated
burden
to
their
sons,
and
the
whole
world
of
loneliness,
poverty,
and
pain
make
a
mockery
of
what
human
life
should
be.
I long
to alleviate the evil, but I cannot, and I too
suffer.
This
has
been
my
life.
I
have
found
it
worth
living,
and
would
gladly
live it again if the chance were offered me.
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第七篇：
When Love
Beckons You
爱的召唤
When Love Beckons You
When
love
beckons
to
you,
follow
him,
though
his
ways
are
hard
and
steep.
And
when
his
wings
enfold
you,
yield
to
him,
though
the sword hidden among his pinions may
wound you. And when he
speaks to you,
believe in him, though his voice may shatter
your dreams as the north wind lays
waste the garden.
For even
as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even
as
he is for your growth so is he for
your pruning. Even as he
ascends to
your height and caresses your tenderest branches
that quiver in the sun, so shall he
descend to our roots and
shake them in
their clinging to the earth.
But if, in your fear, you would seek
only love’s peace and
love’s pleasure,
then it is better for you that you cover
your nakedness and pass out of love’s
threshing
-floor, into
the
seasonless
world
where
you
shall
laugh,
but
not
all
of
your
laughter,
and
weep,
but
not
all
of
your
tears.
Love
gives
naught
but it self and takes
naught but from itself. Love possesses
not, nor would it be possessed, for
love is sufficient unto
love.
Love
has
no
other
desire
but
to
fulfill
itself.
But
if
you
love
and must
have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a
running brook that sings its melody to
the night.
To
know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding
of love;
And to bleed
willingly and joyfully.
To
wake
at
dawn
with
a
winged
heart
and
give
thanks
for
another
day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour
and meditate love’s ecstasy;
To return home at eventide
with gratitude;
And then to
sleep with a payer for the beloved in your heart
and a song of praise upon your lips.
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第八篇：
The Road to
Success
成功之道
The
Road to Success
It is well
that young men should begin at the beginning and
occupy the most subordinate positions.
Many of the leading
businessmen
of
Pittsburgh
had
a
serious
responsibility
thrust
upon them at the very threshold of
their career. They were
introduced to
the broom, and spent the first hours of their
business
lives
sweeping
out
the
office.
I
notice
we
have
janitors
and janitresses now in offices, and our young men
unfortunately
miss
that
salutary
branch
of
business
education.
But
if
by
chance
the
professional
sweeper
is
absent
any
morning,
the boy who has the
genius of the future partner in him will
not hesitate to try his hand at the
broom. It does not hurt
the newest
comer to sweep out the office if necessary. I was
one of those sweepers myself.
Assuming that you
have all obtained
employment
and are fairly
started, my advice to
you is “aim high”. I would not give
a
fig for the young man who does not already see
himself the
partner or the head of an
important firm. Do not rest content
for
a moment in your thoughts as head clerk, or
foreman, or
general manager in any
concern, no matter how extensive. Say
to
yourself,
“My
place
is
at
the
top.”
Be
king
in
your
dreams.
And here is the prime condition of
success, the great secret:
concentrate
your
energy,
thought,
and
capital
exclusively
upon
the
business
in
which
you
are
engaged.
Having
begun
in
one
line,
resolve
to
fight
it
out
on
that
line,
to
lead
in
it,
adopt
every
improvement, have the
best machinery, and know the most about
it.
The concerns which fail
are those which have scattered their
capital,
which
means
that
they
have
scattered
their
brains
also.
They
have
investments
in
this,
or
that,
or
the
other,
here
there,
and
everywhere. “Don’t put all your eggs in one
basket.”
is all wrong. I tell you to
“put all your eggs in one basket,
and
then watch that basket.” Look round you and take
notice,
men who do that not often fail.
It is easy to watch and carry
the one
basket. It is trying to carry too many baskets
that
breaks
most
eggs
in
this
country.
He
who
carries
three
baskets
must put one on his
head, which is apt to tumble and trip him
up.
One
fault
of
the
American
businessman
is
lack
of
concentration.
To
summarize
what
I
have
said:
aim
for
the
highest;
never
enter
a bar room; do not
touch liquor, or if at all only at meals;
never
speculate;
never
indorse
beyond
your
surplus
cash
fund;
make the firm’s
interest yours; break orders always
to
save
owners;
concentrate;
put
all
your
eggs
in
one
basket,
and
watch
that
basket;
expenditure
always
within
revenue;
lastly,
be
not
impatient, for as Emerson says, “no one
can cheat you out of
ultimate success
but yourselves.”
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第九篇：
On Meeting
the Celebrated
论见名人
On Meeting the Celebrated
I
have
always
wondered
at
the
passion
many
people
have
to
meet
the
celebrated.
The
prestige
you
acquire
by
being
able
to
tell
your
friends
that
you
know
famous
men
proves
only
that
you
are
yourself
of
small
account.
The
celebrated
develop
a
technique
to
deal
with
the
persons
they
come
across.
They
show
the
world
a
mask,
often
an
impressive
on,
but
take
care
to
conceal
their
real selves. They play the part that is
expected from them,
and
with
practice
learn
to
play
it
very
well,
but
you
are
stupid
if
you
think
that
this
public
performance
of
theirs
corresponds
with the man within.
I have been attached, deeply attached,
to a few people; but
I
have
been
interested
in
men
in
general
not
for
their
own
sakes,
but for the sake of my work. I have
not, as Kant enjoined,
regarded each
man as an end in himself, but as material that
might be useful to me as a writer. I
have been more concerned
with the
obscure than with the famous. They are more often
themselves.
They
have
had
no
need
to
create
a
figure
to
protect
themselves
from
the
world
or
to
impress
it.
Their
idiosyncrasies have had more chance to
develop in the limited
circle of their
activity, and since they have never been in
the public eye it has never occurred to
them that they have
anything to
conceal. They display their oddities because it
has never struck them that they are
odd. And after all it is
with
the
common
run
of
men
that
we
writers
have
to
deal;
kings,
dictators,
commercial
magnates
are
from
our
point
of
view
very
unsatisfactory.
To
write
about
them
is
a
venture
that
has
often
tempted
writers,
but
the
failure
that
has
attended
their
efforts shows that
such beings are too exceptional to form a
proper
ground
for
a
work
of
art.
They
cannot
be made
real.
The
ordinary is the writer’s richer field.
Its unexpectedness,
its
singularity,
its
infinite
variety
afford
unending
material.
The great man is
too often all of a piece; it is the little
man
that
is
a
bundle
of
contradictory
elements.
He
is
inexhaustible. You never come to the
end of the surprises he
has in store
for you. For my part I would much sooner spend
a
month
on
a
desert
island
with
a
veterinary
surgeon
than
with
a prime minister.
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第十篇：
The
50-Percent Theory of Life
生活理论半对半
The
50-Percent Theory of Life
I
believe in the 50-percent theory. Half the time
things are
better than normal; the
other half, they re worse. I believe
life is a pendulum swing. It takes time
and experience to
understand what
normal is, and that gives me the perspective
to deal with the surprises of the
future.
Let’s benchmark
the parameters: yes, I will die. I’ve
dealt
with
the
deaths
of
both
parents,
a
best
friend,
a
beloved
boss
and cherished pets.
Some of these deaths have been violent,
before
my
eyes,
or
slow
and
agonizing.
Bad
stuff,
and
it
belongs
at the bottom of the
scale.
Then there are those
high points: romance and marriage to the
right person; having a child and doing
those Dad things like
coaching
m
y son’s baseball team, paddling around
the creek
in the boat while he’s
swimming with the dogs, discovering
his
compassion so deep it manifests even in his
kindness to
snails, his imagination so
vivid he builds a spaceship from
a
scattered pile of Legos.
But there is a vast meadow of life in
the middle, where the
bad
and
the
good
flip-flop
acrobatically.
This
is
what
convinces me to believe in the
50-percent theory.
One
spring
I
planted
corn
too
early
in
a
bottomland
so
flood-prone that
neighbors laughed. I felt chagrined at the
wasted
effort.
Summer
turned
brutal---the
worst
heat
wave
and
drought
in
my
lifetime.
The
air-conditioned
died;
the
well
went
dry; the marriage ended; the job lost;
the money gone. I was
living lyrics
from a country tune---music I loathed. Only a
surging Kansas City Royals team buoyed
my spirits.
Looking back on
that horrible summer, I soon understood that
all succeeding good things merely
offset the bad. Worse than
normal
wouldn’t last long. I am owed and savor the
halcyon
times. The reinvigorate me for
the next nasty surprise and
offer
assurance that can thrive. The 50-percent theory
even
helps me see hope beyond my
Royals’ recent slump, a field of
struggling rookies sown so that some
year soon we can reap an
October
harvest.
For that on
blistering summer, the ground moisture was just
right,
planting
early
allowed
pollination
before
heat
withered
the
tops, and the lack of rain spared the standing
corn from
floods.
That
winter
my
crib
overflowed
with
corn---fat,
healthy three-
to-a-stalk ears filled with kernels from heel
to
tip---
while
my
neighbors’
fields
yielded
only
brown,
empty
husks.
Although
plantings past may have fallen below the
50-percent
expectation, and they
probably will again in the future, I am
still
sustained
by
the
crop
that
flourishes
during
the
drought.
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第十一篇：
What is
Your Recovery Rate?
你的恢复速率是多少？
What
is Your Recovery Rate?
What
is
your
recovery
rate?
How
long
does
it
take
you
to
recover
from
actions
and
behaviors
that
upset
you?
Minutes?
Hours?
Days?
Weeks? The longer it
takes you to recover, the more influence
that incident has on your actions, and
the less able you are
to perform to
your personal best. In a nutshell, the longer
it
takes
you
to
recover,
the
weaker
you
are
and
the
poorer
your
performance.
You are well aware that you
need to exercise to keep the body
fit
and, no doubt, accept that a reasonable measure of
health
is
the
speed
in
which
your
heart
and
respiratory
system
recovers after exercise. Likewise the
faster you let go of an
issue
that
upsets
you,
the
faster
you
return
to
an
equilibrium,
the healthier
you will be. The best example of this behavior
is found with professional
sportspeople. They know that the
faster
they can forget an incident or missd opportunity
and
get on with the game, the better
their performance. In fact,
most
measure the time it takes them to overcome and
forget an
incident
in
a
game
and
most
reckon
a
recovery
rate
of
30
seconds
is too
long!
Imagine yourself to
be an actor in a play on the stage. Your
aim is to play your part to the best of
your
ability.
You have
been given a script and at the end of
each sentence is a ful
stop. Each time
you get to the end of the sentence you start
a
new
one
and
although
the
next
sentence
is
related
to
the
last
it
is
not
affected
by
it.
Your
job
is
to
deliver
each
sentence
to
the best of your ability.
Don’t
live
your
life
in
the
past!
Learn
to
live
in
the
present,
to
overcome
the
past.
Stop
the
past
from
influencing
your
daily
life.
Don’t
allow
thoughts
of
the
past
to
reduce
your
personal
best. Stop the past
from interfering with your life. Learn to
recover quickly.
Remember:
Rome
wasn’t
built
in
a
day.
Reflect
on
your
recovery
rate each day. Every day before you go
to bed, look at your
progress.
Don’t
lie
in
bed
saying
to
you,
“I
did
that
wrong.”
“I
should have done better there.”
No.
look at your day and
note when you made
an effort to place a full stop after an
incident. This is a success. You are
taking control of your
life. Remember
this is a step by step process. This is not a
make-over. You are undertaking real
change here. Your aim:
reduce the time
spent in recovery.
The way
forward?
Live in the
present. Not in the precedent.
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第十二篇：
Clear Your
Mental Space
清理心灵的空间
Clear Your Mental Space
Think about the last time you felt a
negative emotion---like
stress,
anger,
or
frustration.
What
was
going
through
your
mind
as
you
were
going
through
that
negativity?
Was
your
mind
cluttered
with
thoughts?
Or
was
it
paralyzed,
unable
to
think?
The
next
time
you
find
yourself
in
the
middle
of
a
very
stressful time, or you
feel angry or frustrated, stop. Yes,
that’s right, stop. Whatever
you’re doing, stop
and sit
for
one minute. While you’re sitting
there, completely immerse
yourself in
the negative emotion.
Allow
that emotion to consume you. Allow yourself one
minute
to truly feel that
e
motion. Don’t cheat yourself here.
Take
the entire minute---but only one
minute---to do nothing else
but feel
that emotion.
When the
minute is over, ask yourself, “Am I wiling to keep
holding on to this negative emotion as
I go through the rest
of the
day
?”
Once you’ve allowed yourself to be
totally immersed in the
emotion
and
really
fell
it,
you
will
be
surprised
to
find
that
the
emotion clears rather quickly.
If you feel you need to hold on to the
emotion for a little
longer, that is
OK. Allow yourself another minute to feel the
emotion.
When
you feel you’ve had enough of the emotion, ask
yourself
if you’re willing to carry
that negativity with you for the
rest
of the day. If not, take a deep breath. As you
exhale,
release all that negativity
with your breath.
This
exercise
seems
simple---almost
too
simple.
But,
it
is
very
effective. By allowing that negative
emotion the space to be
truly
felt,
you
are
dealing
with
the
emotion
rather
than
stuffing it down and
trying not to feel it. You are actually
taking away the power of the emotion by
giving it the space
and
attention
it
needs.
When
you
immerse
yourself
in
the
emotion,
and realize that it is only emotion, it loses its
control. You can clear your head and
proceed with your task.
Try
it.
Next
time
you’
re
in
the
middle
of
a
negative
emotion,
give
yourself
the
space
to
feel
the
emotion
and
see
what
happens.
Keep a piece of paper with you that
says the following:
Stop.
Immerse
for
one
minute.
Do
I
want
to
keep
this
negativity?
Breath deep, exhale, release. Move on!
This will remind you of the
steps to the process. Remember;
take
the
time
you
need
to
really
immerse
yourself
in
the
emotion.
Then,
when
you
feel
you’ve
felt
it
enough,
release
it
---really
let
go
of
it.
You
will
be
surprised
at
how
quickly
you can
move
on from a negative
situation and get to what you really want
to do!
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第十三篇：
Be Happy
快乐
Be Happy!
“The
days
that
make
us
happy
make
us
wise.”
----John
Masefield
when I
first read this line by England’s Poet Laureate,
it
startled me. What did Masefield
mean? Without thinking about
it much, I
had always assumed that the opposite was true. But
his sober assurance was arresting. I
could not forget it.
Finally, I seemed to grasp his meaning
and realized that here
was a profound
observation. The wisdom that happiness makes
possible lies in clear perception, not
fogged by anxiety nor
dimmed by despair
and boredom, and without the blind spots
caused by fear.
Active
happiness---not
mere
satisfaction
or
contentment
---often
comes
suddenly,
like
an
April
shower
or
the
unfolding
of
a
bud.
Then
you
discover
what
kind
of
wisdom
has
accompanied
it.
The
grass
is
greener;
bird
songs
are
sweeter;
the
shortcomings
of
your
friends
are
more
understandable
and
more
forgivable.
Happiness
is
like
a
pair
of
eyeglasses
correcting
your spiritual vision.
Nor
are
the
insights
of
happiness
limited
to
what
is
near
around
you.
Unhappy,
with
your
thoughts
turned
in
upon
your
emotional
woes,
your
vision
is
cut
short
as
though
by
a
wall.
Happy,
the
wall crumbles.
The
long
vista
is
there
for
the
seeing.
The
ground
at
your
feet,
the
world
about
you
----people,
thoughts,
emotions,
pressures---are
now fitted into the larger scene. Everything
assumes a fairer proportion. And here
is the beginning of
wisdom.
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第十四篇：
The
Goodness of life
生命的美好
The Goodness of Life
Though there is much to be concerned
about, there is far, far
more for which
to be thankful. Though life’s goodness can at
times be overshadowed, it is never
outweighed.
For every
single act that is senselessly destructive, there
are thousands more small, quiet acts of
love, kindness and
compassion.
For
every
person
who
seeks
to
hurt,
there
are
many,
many more who devote
their lives to helping and to healing.
There is goodness to life that cannot
be denied.
In the most
magnificent vistas and in the smallest details,
look
closely,
for
that
goodness
always
comes
shining
through.
There
si
no
limit
to
the
goodness
of
life.
It
grows
more
abundant with each new encounter. The
more
you experience and
appreciate
the
goodness
of
life,
the
more
there
is
to
be
lived.
Even when
the cold winds blow and the world seems to be cov
ered
in
foggy
shadows,
the
goodness
of
life
lives
on.
Open
your
eyes,
open
your
heart,
and
you
will
see
that
goodness
is
everywhere.
Though
the
goodness
of
life
seems
at
times
to
suffer
setbacks,
it
always
endures.
For
in
the
darkest
moment
it
becomes
vividly
clear that life is a priceless
treasure. And so the goodness
of life
is made even stronger by the very things that
would
oppose it.
Time and time again when you feared it
was gone forever you
found
that
the
goodness
of
life
was
really
only
a
moment
away.
Around the next corner, inside every
moment, the goodness of
life is there
to surprise and delight you.
Take a moment to let the goodness of
life touch your spirit
and calm your
thoughts. Then, share your good fortune with
another.
For
the
goodness
of
life
grows
more
and
more
magnificent each time
it is given away.
Though
the problems constantly scream for attention and
the
conflicts appear to rage ever
stronger, the goodness of life
grows
stronger still, quietly, peacefully, with more
purpose
and meaning than ever before.
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第十五篇：
Facing the
Enemies Within
直面内在的敌人
Facing the Enemies Within
We
are
not
born
with
courage,
but
neither
are
we
born
with
fear.
Maybe
some
of
our
fears
are
brought
on
by
your
own
experiences,
by
what
someone
has
told
you,
by
what
you’ve
read
in
the
pap
ers.
Some
fears
are
valid,
like
walking
alone
in
a
bad
part
of
town
at two o’clock in the
morning. But once you learn to avoid
that situation, you won’t need to live
in fear of it.
Fears,
even
the
most
basic
ones,
can
totally
destroy
our
ambitions.
Fear
can
destroy
fortunes.
Fear
can
destroy
relationships.
Fear,
if
left
unchecked,
can
destroy
our
lives.
Fear is one of the
many enemies lurking inside us.
Let me tell you about five of the other
enemies we face from
within. The first
enemy that you’ve got to
destroy before
it
destroys you is indifference. What a
tragic disease this is!
“Ho
-
hum, let it
slide. I’ll
just drift along.” Here’s
one
problem with drifting: you can’t
drift your way to the to of
the
mountain.
The
second
enemy
we
face
is
indecision.
Indecision
is
the
thief
of opportunity and enterprise. It will
steal your chances for
a better future.
Take a sword to this enemy.
The
third
enemy
inside
is
doubt.
Sure,
there’s
room
for
healthy
skepticism. You can’t believe everything. But you
also can’t l
et doubt take
over. Many people doubt the past,
doubt
the
future,
doubt
each
other,
doubt
the
government,
doubt
the possibilities nad
doubt the opportunities. Worse of all,
they doubt themselves. I’m telling you,
doubt will destroy
your
life
and
your
chances
of
success.
It
will
empty
both
your
bank account and your
heart. Doubt is an enemy. Go after it.
Get rid of it.
The
fourth
enemy
within
is
worry.
We’ve
all
got
to
worry
some.
Just don’t let conquer you. Instead,
let it alarm you. Worry
can be useful.
If you step off the curb in New York City and
a
taxi
is
coming,
you’ve
got
to
worry.
But
you
can’t
let
worry
loose
like a mad dog that drives you into a small
corner.
Here’s what you’ve got to do
with your worries: drive them
into a
small corner. Whatever
is out to get
you, you’ve got
to
get
it.
Whatever
is
pushing
on
you,
you’ve
got
to
push
back.