Feeling rather pleased with the fact that I only made one resolution, kept it, and have since enjoyed the pleasure of a number of fine meals, several chocolates, and 18 inches of snow in my backyard, I’ve decided to share the following aphorisms, authored by my friend, Jonathan Swift.
The latter part of a wise man’s life is taken up in curing the follies, prejudices, and false opinions he had contracted in the former.
When a true genius appears in the world, you may know him by this infallible sign: that the dunces are all in confederacy against him.
The Stoical scheme of supplying our wants by lopping off our desires is like cutting off our feet when we want shoes.
Ambition often puts men upon doing the meanest offices; so climbing is performed in the same posture as creeping.
Ill company is like a dog, who fouls those most whom he loves best.