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Once again, I am attempting to rebuild HappyOtter to match the dream of how I wish it would look. I wonder how far I will get this time before I am distracted by an adventure or volunteer project?

Progress:

Quotes, poems, and photos are working now and are searchable!

Currently establishing userpoint system for Random Acts of Kindness.

Points will allow purchase of nature photos via online shop.

Online shop has begun to work (still needs lots of work).

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Quotes (click to search)

Just as a bicycle chain may be too tight, so may one's carefulness and conscientiousness be so tense as to hinder the running of one's mind.
I am only one, but still I am one; I cannot do everything, but still I can do something; I will not refuse to do the something I can do.
My theme is to make a difference right here in my own neighborhood. I don't have to fight the whole world. If I do well where I am, it will make a difference in the rest of the world... People want to do and to be better. They need inspiration to change a
Only by keeping the past alive in our memories can we chose what to discard and what to retain in our present way of life.
Luck favors the mind that is prepared.
The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too.
We can always redeem the man who aspires and tries.
Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checked by failure, than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much because they live in the gray twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat.
In Germany, they came first for the Communists, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist. Then theycame for the Jews, and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew. They came for the trade unionists, and I didn'tspeak up because I wasn't a trade
If you want to persuade people, show the immediate relevance and value of what you're saying in terms of meeting their needs and desires ... Successful collaborative negotiation lies in finding out what the other side reallywants and showing them a way to
If any man wish to write in a clear style, let him be first clear in his thoughts; and if any would write in a noble style, let him first possess a noble soul.
If you think you can win, you can win. Faith is necessary to victory.
A successful team is a group of many hands but of one mind.
To fear death, gentlemen, is nothing other than to think oneself wise when one is not; for it is to think one knows what one does not know. No man knows whether death may not even turn out to be the greatest of blessings for a human being; and yet people
He that is over-cautious will accomplish little
Knowing your destination is half the journey.
Don't mind anything that anyone tells you about anyone else. Judge everyone and everything for yourself.
The way of a fool seems right to him, but a wise man listens to advice.
I cannot give you the formula for success, but I can give you the formula for failure which is: try to please everybody.
So long as we are loved by others I should say that we are almost indispensable; and no man is useless while he has a friend.

Poems/Prose (click to search)

If you sit down at set of sun And count the acts that you have done, And, counting, find One self-denying deed, one word That eased the heart of him who heard, One glance most kind That fell like sunshine where it went -- Then you may count that day well spent. But if, through all the livelong day, You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay -- If, through it all You've nothing done that you can trace That brought the sunshine to one face -- No act most small That helped some soul and nothing cost -- Then count that day as worse than lost.
Work while you work, Play while you play; That is the way To be cheerful and gay. All that you do, Do with your might; Things done by halves Are never done right. One thing each time, And that done well, Is a very good rule, As many can tell. Moments are useless Trifled away; So work while you work, And play while you play.
Drop a pebble in the water: just a splash, and it is gone; But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on, Spreading, spreading from the center, flowing on out to the sea. And there is no way of telling where the end is going to be. Drop a pebble in the water: in a minute you forget, But there's little waves a-flowing, and there's ripples circling yet, And those little waves a-flowing to a great big wave hove grown; You've disturbed a mighty river just by dropping in a stone. Drop an unkind word, or careless: in a minute it is gone; But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on. The keep spreading, spreading, spreading from the center as they go, And there is no way to stop them, once you've started them to flow. Drop an unkind word, or careless: in a minute you forget; But there's little waves a-flowing, and there's ripples circling yet, And perhaps in some sad heart a mighty wave of tears you've stirred, And disturbed a life was happy ere you dropped that unkind word. Drop a word of cheer and kindness: just a flash and it is gone; But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on, Bearing hope and joy and comfort on each splashing, dashing wave Till you wouldn't believe the volume of the one kind word you gave. Drop a word of cheer and kindness: in a minute you forget; But there's gladness still a-swelling, and there's joy a circling yet, And you've rolled a wave of comfort whose sweet music can be heard Over miles and miles of water just by dropping one kind word.
A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do. He may as well concern himself with his shadow on the wall. Out upon your guarded lips! Sew them up with pack thread, do. Else, if you would be a man, speak what you think today in words as hard as cannon balls, and tomorrow speak what tomorrow thinks in hard words again, though it contradict everything you said today.... Fear never but what you shall be consistent in whatever variety of actions, so they be each honest and natural in their hour. For of one will, the actions will be harmonious, however unlike they seem. These varieties are lost sight of when seen at a little distance, at a little height of thought. One tendency unites then all. The voyage of the best ship is a zigzag line of a hundred tacks. This is only a microscopic criticism. See the line from a sufficient distance, and it straightens itself to the average tendency, your genuine action will explain itself and will explain your other genuine actions.
The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.
If you sit down at set of sun And count the acts that you have done, And, in counting, find One self-denying deed, one word That eased the heart of him who heard- One glance most kind, That fell like sunshine where it went- Then you may count that day well spent. But, if, through all the livelong day, You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay- If, through it all You've nothing done that you can trace That brought the sunshine to one face- No act most small That helped some soul and nothing cost- Then count that day as worse than lost.
He who knows not and knows not that he knows not, He is a fool - shun him He who knows not and knows he knows not, He is simple - teach him; He who knows and knows not he knows, He is asleep - wake him; He who knows and knows he knows, He is wise; follow him.
Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered for they are gone forever.
If a task is once begun Never leave it till it's done. Be the labor great or small, Do it well or not at all.
Open your eyes that you may see The beauty that around you lies, The misty loveliness of the dawn, The glowing colors of the skies; The child's bright eager eyes of blue, The gnarled and wrinkled face of age, The bird with crimson on his wing Whose spirit never knew a cage; The roadsides' blooming goldenrod So brave through summer's wind and heat, The brook that rushes to the sea With courage that naught may defeat. Open your eyes that you may see The wonder that around you lies; It will enrich your every day And make you glad and kind and wise.
Who hath a book Has friends at hand, And gold and gear At his command; And rich estates, If he but look, Are held by him Who hath a book. Who hath a book Has but to read And he may be A king indeed; His Kingdom is His inglenook; All this is his Who hath a book.
It is easy enough to be pleasant, When life flows by like a song, But the man worth while is one who will smile, When everything goes dead wrong. For the test of the heart is trouble, And it always comes with the years, And the smile that is worth the praises of earth Is the smile that shines through tears. It is easy enough to be prudent, When nothing tempts you to stray, When without or within no voice of sin Is luring your soul away; But it's only a negative virtue Until it is tried by fire, And the life that is worth the honor on earth Is the one that resists desire. By the cynic, the sad, the fallen, Who had no strength for the strife, The world's highway is cumbered today; They make up the sum of life. But the virtue that conquers passion, And the sorrow that hides in a smile, It is these that are worth the homage on earth For we find them but once in a while.
There is so much good in the worst of us, And so much bad in the best of us, That it hardly becomes any of us To talk about the rest of us.
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, When the funds are low and the debts are high And you want to smile, but you have to sigh, When care is pressing you down a bit, Rest! if you must - but never quit. Life is queer, with its twists and turns, As every one of us sometimes learns, And many a failure turns about When he might have won if he'd stuck it out; Stick to your task, though the pace seems slow- You might succeed with one more blow. Success is failure turned inside out- The silver tint of the clouds of doubt- And you never can tell how close you are, It may be near when it seems afar; So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit- It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit.
According to the theory of aerodynamics and as may be readily demonstrated through wind tunnel experiments, the bumblebee is unable to fly. This is because the weight, size and shape of his body in relation to the total wingspread makes flying impossible.