It takes hands to build a house, but only hearts can build a home.

Author Unknown

Thursday, July 05, 2018

Chapter 7, Page 5, Book 18

It’s nice to be important; but it’s more important to be nice.

John Templeton

Don’t do what you do for applause, do what you do you think is important

In a world of people who couldn’t care less, be someone who couldn’t care more.

Author Unknown

I’ve met a lot people over the years that thought they were better than me.  They thought they were too important to be nice.  If you were not a member of their club, you didn't matter at all.  But the truth is that it doesn’t matter who we are, it is always important to be nice.  

There is never a time when our own importance should matter over that of another.  Others actions can hurt but we don’t need to be like them. Remember no matter who we are, others should matter to us and we need to be nice to them.

The nice people in this world will be remembered longer that those that think they are too important to bother.  We need each other and we need to be there for each other.

Kind people are the best kind of people.

Author Unknown


I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

If you can't think of anything nice to say, it's better to say nothing. Always be nice.

betty said...

So true the nicer people are remembered longer than the unkind people. And if the unkind people are remembered, it is usually not a pleasant memory people have of them. It is a sobering reminder for us to think about with the kind of legacy we want to leave when we are no longer alive.


Mevely317 said...

Like my former DH taught me (by example), it's never a mistake to be kind. R. never forgot his little mom who waited tables at some fancy restaurant in order to put 6 kids through college. In turn, he was extraordinarily kind to a certain waitress at our club and was genuinely interested in her life, her kids. I feel sort of bad for the housekeeping staff and landscapers at my former workplace. My GM always acted 'nicey-nicey' to them at company events ... but I'd wager she couldn't tell their names if her life depended on it. You know, the only time I broke down on my last day was when a couple ladies came up to me crying because I was leaving, and a landscaper who couldn't speak English tried saying, "Have a nice life." THOSE are the souls I'll long remember. (Sorry to go so long!)