Aphorism of the Day
This is an archive of every Aphorim of the Day since 2012.
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Great Spirit, help me never to judge another until I have walked in his moccasins for two weeks.
Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.
Originality is the fine art of remembering what you hear but forgetting where you heard it.
The human mind treats a new idea the way the body treats a strange protein -- it rejects it.
No affectation of peculiarity can conceal a commonplace mind.
Man is a credulous animal and must believe something. In the absence of good grounds for belief, he will be satisfied with bad ones.