第一篇：最有哲理的英文故事

Sisyphus was pushing a huge rock to the top of the great hill.And everytime he was near the top, the rock would fall down.Then he had to walk down and push the rock again.Then when he was near the top, the rock fell down again.Again and again, day by day, month by month and year by year.For centuries, he was said to be doing the same thing.

第二篇：最有哲理的英文經(jīng)典句子

最有哲理的英文經(jīng)典句子

Still water run deep!靜水常深 It nerver rains,but it pours!不鳴則已，一鳴驚人

1.A bad workman always blames his tools.拙匠總怪工具差。

2.A contented mind is a perpetual feast.知足長樂。

3.A good beginning is half the battle.好的開端等于成功一半。4.A little pot is soon hot.壺小易熱，量小易怒。

5.All lay loads on a willing horse.好馬重負。

6.A merry heart goes all the way.心情愉快，萬事順利。7.Bad excuses are worse than none.狡辯比不辯護還糟。8.Character is the first and last word in the success circle.人的品格是事業(yè)成功的先決條件。

9.Cleanliness is next to godliness.整潔近于美德。10.Courtesy costs nothing.彬彬有禮，惠而不費。11.Doing nothing is doing ill.無所事事，必干壞事。

12.Early to bed, early to rise, make a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.睡得早，起得早，聰明、富裕、身體好。

13.Empty vessels make the most noise.滿瓶子不響，半瓶子晃蕩。14.Every man hath his weak side.人皆有弱點。15.Everything ought to be beautiful in a human being: face, dress, soul and idea.人的一切都應當是美麗的：容貌、衣著、心靈和思想。16.Extremes are dangerous.凡事走向極端是危險的。17.Good advice is harsh to the ear.忠言逆耳。18.Grasp all, lose all.欲盡得，必盡失。

19.Great hopes make great men.偉大的理想造就偉大的人物。20.Handsome is he who does handsomely.行為美者才真美。

21.Have but few friends, though many acquaintances.結(jié)交可廣，知己宜少。22.Hear all parties.兼聽則明，偏聽則暗。23.He is a wise man who speaks little.智者寡言。24.He is not laughed at that laughs at himself first.有自知之明者被人尊敬。

25.He is rich enough that wants nothing.無欲者最富有，貪欲者最貧窮。

26.He is truly happy who makes others happy.使他人幸福的人，是真正的幸福。27.Honesty is the best policy.誠實乃上策。

28.Hope for the best and prepare for the worst.?? 抱最好的希望，作最壞的準備。

29.Idleness is the root of all evil.懶惰是萬惡之源。

30.If we dream, everything is possible.敢于夢想，一切都將成為可能。31.Kind hearts are the gardens, kind thoughts are the roots, kind words are flowers and kind deeds are the fruits.仁慈的心田是花園，崇高的思想是根莖，友善的言語是花朵，良好的行為是果實。

32.Laugh, and the world laughs with you;Weep, and you weep lone.歡笑，整個世界伴你歡笑?？奁?，只有你獨自向隅而泣。33.Life is measured by thought and action not by time.衡量生命的尺度是思想和行為，而不是時間。34.Life is not all beer and skittles.人生并非盡是樂事。35.Long absent, soon forgotten.別久情疏。36.Look before you leap.三思而后行。37.Lookers-on see most of t

he game.旁觀者清，當局者迷。38.Manners make the man.觀其待人而知其人。39.Misfortune tests the sincerity of friends.患難識知交。40.No cross, no crown.沒有苦難，就沒有快樂。41.Nobody's enemy but his own.自尋苦惱。

42.One man's fault is another man's lesson.前車之覆，后車之鑒

43.Pardon all men, but never thyself.嚴以律已，寬以待人。44.Reason is the guide and light of life.理智是人生的燈塔。

45.Sadness and gladness succeed one another.樂極生悲，苦盡甘來。46.Still waters run deep.流靜水深，人靜心深。

47.The fire is the test of gold;adversity of strong men.烈火煉真金，逆境煉壯士。

48.The fox may grow grey, but never good.江山易改，本性難移。49.The more a man learns, the more he sees his ignorance.知識越廣博，越感已無知。

50.Virtue is a jewel of great price.美德是無價之寶。

51.Weak things united become strong.一根筷子易折斷，十根筷子硬如鐵。52.We can't judge a person by what he says but by what he does.判斷一個人，不聽言語看行動。

53.Where there is a will there is a way.有志者，事竟成。54.Will is power.意志就是力量。

55.Wise men are silent;fools talk.智者沉默寡言，愚者滔滔不絕。56.Wise men learn by others' harm, fools by their own.智者以他人挫折為鑒，愚者必自身碰壁方知覺。新增 １

夏天的飛鳥，飛到我的窗前唱歌，又飛去了。

秋天的黃葉，它們沒有什么可唱，只嘆息一聲，飛落在那里。stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away.and yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign.２

世界上的一隊小小的漂泊者呀，請留下你們的足印在我的文字里。o troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.３

世界對著它的愛人，把它浩翰的面具揭下了。它變小了，小如一首歌，小如一回永恒的接吻。the world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.it becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.４

是大地的淚點，使她的微笑保持著青春不謝。it is the tears of the earth that keep here smiles in bloom.５

無垠的沙漠熱烈追求一葉綠草的愛，她搖搖頭笑著飛開了。the mighty desert is burning for the love of a bladeof grass who shakes her head and laughs and flies away.６

如果你因失去了太陽而流淚，那么你也將失去群星了。if you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars.７

跳舞著的流水呀，在你途中的泥沙，要求你的歌聲，你的流動呢。你肯挾 瘸足的泥沙而俱下么？

the sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water.will you carry the burden of their lameness? ８

她的熱切的臉，如夜雨似的，攪擾著我的夢魂。her wishful f

ace haunts my dreams like the rain at night.９

有一次，我們夢見大家都是不相識的。我們醒了，卻知道我們原是相親相愛的。once we dreamt that we were strangers.we wake up to find that we were dear to each other.１０

憂思在我的心里平靜下去，正如暮色降臨在寂靜的山林中。sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among the silent tree

第三篇：企業(yè)管理哲理故事最有價值的人

企業(yè)管理哲理故事最有價值的人

曾經(jīng)有個小國的人到中國來，進貢了三個一模一樣的金人，把皇帝高興壞了?？墒沁@小國的人不厚道，同時出一道題目：這三個金人哪個最有價值？皇帝想了許多辦法，請來珠寶匠檢查，稱重量，看做工，都是一模一樣的。

怎么辦？使者還等著回去匯報呢。泱泱大國，不會連這個小事都不懂吧？最后，有一位退位的老大臣說他有辦法。皇帝將使者請到大殿，老臣胸有成足地拿著三根稻草，插入第一個金人的耳朵里，這稻草從另一邊耳朵出來了。第二個金人的稻草從嘴巴里直接掉出來，而第三個金人，稻草進去后掉進了肚子，什么響動也沒有。老臣說：第三個金人最有價值！使者默默無語，答案正確。

這個故事告訴我們，最有價值的人，不一定是最能說的人。老天給我們兩只耳朵一個嘴巴，本來就是讓我們多聽少說的。善于傾聽，才是成熟的人最基本的素質(zhì)。

第四篇：推薦十篇英文哲理故事

生活的迷茫、職場的緊張有時候會壓得你喘不過氣來，為大家推薦英文哲理故事，有空可以看看喔！

第一篇：A Goodbye Kiss

推薦理由：

我們每個人都有過那樣的時代，開始想要拒絕父母，想要成為自己，只是在那個年齡我們不曾意識到，無論怎樣我們都是父母眼里永遠的孩子，需要疼愛需要呵護。

一個不美滿的結(jié)局，一個永不可能實現(xiàn)的心愿，一個父親偉大的心，一個兒子深切的懺悔。

很感人，很動人，幾乎讓人流淚。

The Board Meeting had come to an end.Bob started to stand up and jostled the table, spilling his coffee over his notes.“How embarrassing.I am getting so clumsy in my old age.”

The Board Meeting had come to an end.Bob started to stand up and jostled the table, spilling his coffee over his notes.“How embarrassing.I am getting so clumsy in my old age.”

Everyone had a good laugh, and soon we were all telling stories of our most embarrassing moments.It came around to Frank who sat quietly listening to the others.Someone said, “Come on, Frank.Tell us your most embarrassing moment.”

Frank laughed and began to tell us of his childhood.“I grew up in San Pedro.My Dad was a fisherman, and he loved the sea.He had his own boat, but it was hard making a living on the sea.He worked hard and would stay out until he caught enough to feed the family.Not just enough for our family, but also for his Mom and Dad and the other kids that were still at home.”

Frank laughed and began to tell us of his childhood.“I grew up in San Pedro.My Dad was a fisherman, and he loved the sea.He had his own boat, but it was hard making a living on the sea.He worked hard and would stay out until he caught enough to feed the family.Not just enough for our family, but also for his Mom and Dad and the other kids that were still at home.”

He looked at us and said, “I wish you could have met my Dad.He was a big man, and he was strong from pulling the nets and fighting the seas for his catch.When you got close to him, he smelled like the ocean.He would wear his old canvas, foul-weather coat and his bibbed overalls.His rain hat would be pulled down over his brow.No matter how much my Mother washed them, they would still smell of the sea and of fish.”

He looked at us and said, “I wish you could have met my Dad.He was a big man, and he was strong from pulling the nets and fighting the seas for his catch.When you got close to him, he smelled like the ocean.He would wear his old canvas, foul-weather coat and his bibbed overalls.His rain hat would be pulled down over his brow.No matter how much my Mother washed them, they would still smell of the sea and of fish.”

Frank‘s voice dropped a bit.“When the weather was bad he would drive me to school.He had this old truck that he used in his fishing business.That truck was older than he was.It would wheeze and rattle down the road.You could hear it coming for blocks.As he would drive toward the school,I would shrink down into the seat hoping to disappear.Half the time, he would slam to a stop and the old truck would belch a cloud of smoke.He would pull right up in front, and it seemed like everybody would be standing around and watching.Then he would lean over and give me a big kiss on the cheek and tell me to be a good boy.It was so embarrassing for me.Here, I was twelve years old, and my Dad would lean over and kiss me goodbye!”

Frank‘s voice dropped a bit.“When the weather was bad he would drive me to school.He had this old truck that he used in his fishing business.That truck was older than he was.It would wheeze and rattle down the road.You could hear it coming for blocks.As he would drive toward the school,I would shrink down into the seat hoping to disappear.Half the time, he would slam to a stop and the old truck would belch a cloud of smoke.He would pull right up in front, and it seemed like everybody would be standing around and watching.Then he would lean over and give me a big kiss on the cheek and tell me to be a good boy.It was so embarrassing for me.Here, I was twelve years old, and my Dad would lean over and kiss me goodbye!”

He paused and then went on, “I remember the day I decided I was too old for a goodbye kiss.When we got to the school and came to a stop, he had his usual big smile.He started to lean toward me, but I put my hand up and said, ‘No, Dad.‘

He paused and then went on, ”I remember the day I decided I was too old for a goodbye kiss.When we got to the school and came to a stop, he had his usual big smile.He started to lean toward me, but I put my hand up and said, ‘No, Dad.‘

It was the first time I had ever talked to him that way, and he had this surprised look on his face.It was the first time I had ever talked to him that way, and he had this surprised look on his face.I said, ‘Dad, I‘m too old for a goodbye kiss.I‘m too old for any kind of kiss.‘

I said, ‘Dad, I‘m too old for a goodbye kiss.I‘m too old for any kind of kiss.‘

My Dad looked at me for the longest time, and his eyes started to tear up.I had never seen him cry.He turned and looked out the windshield.‘You‘re right,‘ he said.‘You are a big boy....a man.I won‘t kiss you anymore.‘“

My Dad looked at me for the longest time, and his eyes started to tear up.I had never seen him cry.He turned and looked out the windshield.‘You‘re right,‘ he said.‘You are a big boy....a man.I won‘t kiss you anymore.‘”

Frank got a funny look on his face, and the tears began to well up in his eyes, as he spoke.“It wasn‘t long after that when my Dad went to sea and never came back.It was a day when most of the fleet stayed in, but not Dad.He had a big family to feed.They found his boat adrift with its nets half in and half out.He must have gotten into a gale and was trying to save the nets and the floats.”

Frank got a funny look on his face, and the tears began to well up in his eyes, as he spoke.“It wasn‘t long after that when my Dad went to sea and never came back.It was a day when most of the fleet stayed in, but not Dad.He had a big family to feed.They found his boat adrift with its nets half in and half out.He must have gotten into a gale and was trying to save the nets and the floats.”

I looked at Frank and saw that tears were running down his cheeks.Frank spoke again.“Guys, you don‘t know what I would give to have my Dad give me just one more kiss on the cheek....to feel his rough old face....to smell the ocean on him....to feel his arm around my neck.I wish I had been a man then.If I had been a man, I would never have told my Dad I was too old for a goodbye kiss.”

I looked at Frank and saw that tears were running down his cheeks.Frank spoke again.“Guys, you don‘t know what I would give to have my Dad give me just one more kiss on the cheek....to feel his rough old face....to smell the ocean on him....to feel his arm around my neck.I wish I had been a man then.If I had been a man, I would never have told my Dad I was too old for a goodbye kiss.”

-Bishop Thomas Charles Clary

第二篇：The Bridge Keeper

推薦理由：

類似的故事看過不少，可是仍然沒有辦法不揪心。眼睜睜地看著四歲的兒子消失在眼前，對于一個父親來說，最痛苦的事莫過于此?？墒钦l能給他不犧牲的理由？

短小精悍，也很容易懂。

There was once a bridge which spanned a large river.During most of the day the bridge sat with its length running up and down the river paralleled with the banks, allowing ships to pass thru freely on both sides of the bridge.But at certain times each day, a train would come along and the bridge would be turned sideways across the river, allowing a train to cross it.A switchman sat in a small shack on one side of the river where he operated the controls to turn the bridge and lock it into place as the train crossed.One evening as the switchman was waiting for the last train of the day to come, he looked off into the distance thru the dimming twilight and caught sight of the trainlights.He stepped to the control and waited until the train was within a prescribed distance when he was to turn the bridge.He turned the bridge into position, but, to his horror, he found the locking control did not work.If the bridge was not securely in position it would wobble back and forth at the ends when the train came onto it, causing the train to jump the track and go crashing into the river.This would be a passenger train with many people aboard.He left the bridge turned across the river, and hurried across the bridge to the other side of the river where there was a lever switch he could hold to operate the lock manually.He would have to hold the lever back firmly as the train crossed.He could hear the rumble of the train now, and he took hold of the lever and leaned backward to apply his weight to it, locking the bridge.He kept applying the pressure to keep the mechanism locked.Many lives depended on this man‘s strength.Then, coming across the bridge from the direction of his control shack, he heard a sound that made his blood run cold.“Daddy, where are you?” His four-year-old son was crossing the bridge to look for him.His first impulse was to cry out to the child, “Run!Run!” But the train was too close;the tiny legs would never make it across the bridge in time.The man almost left his lever to run and snatch up his son and carry him to safety.But he realized that he could not get back to the lever.Either the people on the train or his little son must die.He took a moment to make his decision.The train sped safely and swiftly on its way, and no one aboard was even aware of the tiny broken body thrown mercilessly into the river by the onrushing train.Nor were they aware of the pitiful figure of the sobbing man, still clinging tightly to the locking lever long after the train had passed.They did not see him walking home more slowly than he had ever walked: to tell his wife how their son had brutally died.Now if you comprehend the emotions which went this man‘s heart, you can begin to understand the feelings of our Father in Heaven when He sacrificed His Son to bridge the gap between us and eternal life.Can there be any wonder that He caused the earth to tremble and the skies to darken when His Son died? How does He feel when we speed along thru life without giving a thought to what was done for us thru Jesus Christ?

第三篇：The House of 1000 Mirrors(Japanese folktale)

推薦理由：

生活就是一面鏡子，你對它微笑，它也對你微笑；你對它哭泣，它也對你哭泣。

可能有些老套。但是這是英文版的。

Long ago in a small, far away village, there was place known as the House of 1000 Mirrors.A small, happy little dog learned of this place and decided to visit.When he arrived, he bounced happily up the stairs to the doorway of the house.He looked through the doorway with his ears lifted high and his tail wagging as fast as it could.To his great surprise, he found himself staring at 1000 other happy little dogs with their tails wagging just as fast as his.He smiled a great smile, and was answered with 1000 great smiles just as warm and friendly.As he left the House, he thought to himself, “This is a wonderful place.I will come back and visit it often.” In this same village, another little dog, who was not quite as happy as the first one, decided to visit the house.He slowly climbed the stairs and hung his head low as he looked into the door.When he saw the 1000 unfriendly looking dogs staring back at him, he growled at them and was horrified to see 1000 little dogs growling back at him.As he left, he thought to himself, “That is a horrible place, and I will never go back there again.”

All the faces in the world are mirrors.What kind of reflections do you see in the faces of the people you meet?

As Told by Chris P.Cash

第四篇：Forgiveness

推薦理由：

這篇故事里，一個父親，不僅原諒了殺害兒子的兇手，而且希望能收兇手為養(yǎng)子，讓他做自己的繼承人。

再不可思議的事情，也有它的理由。

如果連這都可以原諒，那么這世間再沒有任何事讓你記恨。

讓更多人來感受一顆博大寬容的心吧。

A letter written to a man on death row by the Father of the man whom the man on death row had killed:

You are probably surprised that I, of all people, am writing a letter to you, but I ask you to read it in its entirety and consider its request seriously.As the Father of the man whom you took part in murdering, I have something very important to say to you.I forgive you.With all my heart, I forgive you.I realize it may be hard for you to believe, but I really do.At your trial, when you confessed to your part in the events that cost my Son his life and asked for my forgiveness, I immediately granted you that forgiving love from my heart.I can only hope you believe me and will accept my forgiveness.But this is not all I have to say to you.I want to make you an offer--I want you to become my adopted child.You see, my Son who died was my only child, and I now want to share my life with you and leave my riches to you.This may not make sense to you or anyone else, but I believe you are worth the offer.I have arranged matters so that if you will receive my offer of forgiveness, not only will you be pardoned for your crime, but you also will be set free from your imprisonment, and your sentence of death will be dismissed.At that point, you will become my adopted child and heir to all my riches.I realize this is a risky offer for me to make to you--you might be tempted to reject my offer completely--but I make it to you without reservation.Also, I realize it may seem foolish to make such an offer to one who cost my Son his life, but I now have a great love and an unchangeable forgiveness in my heart for you.Finally, you may be concerned that once you accept my offer you may do something to cause you to be denied your rights as an heir to my wealth.Nothing could be further from the truth.If I can forgive you for your part in my Son‘s death, I can forgive you for anything.I know you never will be perfect, but you do not have to be perfect to receive my offer.Besides, I believe that once you have accepted my offer and begin to experience the riches that will come to you from me, that your primary(though not always)response will be gratitude and loyalty.Some would call me foolish for my offer to you, but I wish for you to call me your Father.Sincerely,The Father of Jesus

第五篇：He Never Missed a Game

Bob Richards, the former pole-vault champion, shares a moving story about a skinny young boy who loved football with all his heart.Practice after practice, he eagerly gave everything he had.But being half the size of the other boys, he got absolutely nowhere.At all the games, this hopeful athlete sat on the bench and hardly ever played.This teenager lived alone with his father, and the two of them had a very special relationship.Even though the son was always On the bench, his father was always in the stands cheering.He never missed a game.This young man was still the smallest of the class when he entered high school.But his father continued to encourage him but also made it very clear that he did not have to play football if he didn‘t want to.But the young man loved football and decided to hang in there He was determined to try his best at every practice, and perhaps he‘d get to play when he became a senior.All through high school he never missed a practice nor a game but remained a bench-warmer all four years.His faithful father was always in the stands, always with words of encouragement for him.When the young man went to college, he decided to try out for the football team as a “walk-on.” Everyone was sure he could never make the cut, but he did.The coach admitted that he kept him on the roster because he always puts his heart and soul to every practice, and at the same time, provided the other members with the spirit and hustle they badly needed.The news that he had survived the cut thrilled him so much that he rushed to the nearest phone and called his father.His father shared his excitement and was sent season tickets for all the college games.This persistent young athlete never missed practice during his four years at college, but he never got to play in a game.It was the end of his senior football season, and as he trotted onto the practice field shortly before the big playoff game, the coach met him with a telegram.The young man read the telegram and he became deathly silent.Swallowing hard, he mumbled to the coach, “My father died this morning.Is it all right if I miss practice today?” The coach put his arm gently around his shoulder and said, “Take the rest of the week off, son.And don‘t even plan to come back to the game on Saturday.”

Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well.In the third quarter,when the team was ten points behind, a silent young man quietly slipped into the empty locker room and put on his football gear.As he ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players were astounded to see their faithful teammate back so soon.“Coach, please let me play.I‘ve just got to play today,” said the young man.The coach pretended not to hear him.There was no way he wanted his worst player in this close playoff game.But the young man persisted, and finally feeling sorry for the kid, the coach gave in.“All right,” he said.“You can go in.” Before long, the coach, the players and everyone in the stands could not believe their eyes.This little unknown, who had never played before was doing everything right.The opposing team could not stop him.He ran, he passed, blocked, and tackled like a star.His team began to triumph.The score was soon tied.In the closing seconds of the game, this kid intercepted a pass and ran all the way for the winning touchdown.The fans broke loose.His teammates hoisted him onto their shoulders.Such cheering you never heard.Finally, after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and left the locker room, the coach noticed that this young man was sitting quietly in the corner all alone The coach came to him and said, “ Kid, I can‘t believe it.You were fantastic!Tell me what got into you? How did you do it?”

He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said, “Well, you knew my dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?” The young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, “Dad came to all my games, but today was the first time he could see me play, and I wanted to show him I could do it!”

Like the athlete‘s father, God is always there cheering for us.He‘s always reminding us to go on.He‘s even offering us His hand for He knows what is best, and is willing to give us what we need and not simply what we want.GOD has never missed a single game.What a joy to know that life is meaningful if lived for the Highest.Live for HIM for He‘s watching us in the game of life!

第六篇：The Most Beautiful Flower

推薦理由：

生活中不是缺少美，而是缺少發(fā)現(xiàn)美的眼睛；生活中不是缺少快樂，而是缺少感受快樂的心。

如果雙目失明，我們是不是一定不快樂？如果健健康康，我們是不是一定快樂？

它再一次告訴我們，快樂在心。

The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree.Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, For the world was intent on dragging me down.And if that weren‘t enough to ruin my day, A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play.He stood right before me with his head tilted down And said with great excitement, “Look what I found!”

In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, With its petals all worn-not enough rain, or too little light.Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away.But instead of retreating he sat next to my side and placed the flower to his nose and declared with surprise, “It sure smells pretty and it‘s beautiful, too.That‘s why I picked it;here, it‘s for you.”

The weed before me was dying or dead.Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red.But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.So I reached for the flower, and replied, “Just what I need.”

But instead of him placing the flower in my hand, He held it mid-air without reason or plan.It was then that I noticed for the very first time, that weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun.As I thanked him for picking the very best one.“You‘re welcome,” he smiled, and then ran off to play, Unaware of the impact he‘d had on my day.I sat there and wondered how he managed to see a self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree.How did he know of my self-indulged plight? Perhaps from his heart, he‘d been blessed with true sight.Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see, the problem was not with the world;the problem was me.And for all of those times I myself had been blind, I vowed to see beauty, and appreciate every second that‘s mine.And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose and breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose And smiled as that young boy, another weed in his hand About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.Author unknown

第七篇：Building

推薦理由：

總有一天，算計別人的時候，會算到自己的頭上。

故事有些小小的幽默，并且意味深長。

A great and wise man once called one of his workmen to him saying, “Go into the far country and build for me a house.The decisions of planning and of actual construction will be yours, but remember, I shall come to accept your work for a very special friend of mine.”

And so the workman departed with a light heart for his field of labor.Material of all kinds was plentiful here, but the workman had a mind of his own.“Surely,” he thought, “I know my business.I can use a bit of inferior materials here and cheat on my workmanship a little there, and still make the finished work look good.Only I will know that what I have built has weaknesses.”

And so, at last the work was completed and the workman reported back to the great and wise man.“Very good,” he said.“Now remember that I wanted you to use only the finest materials and craftsmanship in this house because I wanted to make present of it——My friend, you are the one I had you build it for.It is all yours.”

How much like man.He comes to earth a stranger.He has his free agency.He may build as he likes.But on the morning of his resurrection he will receive what he has built for an eternal home and habitation.第八篇：Attitude is Everything

推薦理由：

永遠積極面對人生，真的那么容易嗎?每一天,你都可以選擇開心或是不開心；但是有一天，你必須去選擇，是生，還是死，你發(fā)現(xiàn)只要你選擇生存，你就一定可以。態(tài)度就是一切。

禁不住想為主人公JERRY喝彩。

這是一篇很容易懂的文章，越到后面一切越出人意料。極力推薦。

Attitude is Everything

By Francie Baltazar-Schwartz

Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate.He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say.When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, “If I were any better, I would be twins!”

He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant.The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude.He was a natural motivator.If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.Seeing this really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, “I don‘t get it!You can‘t be a positive person all of the time.How do you do it?” Jerry replied, “Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two choices today.You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.‘ I choose to be in a good mood.Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it.I choose to learn from it.Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life.I choose the positive side of life.”

“Yeah, right, it‘s not that easy,” I protested.“Yes it is,” Jerry said.“Life is all about choices.When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice.You choose how you react to situations.You choose how people will affect your mood.You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood.The bottom line: It‘s your choice how you live life.”

I reflected on what Jerry said.Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business.We lost touch, but often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers.While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination.The robbers panicked and shot him.Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center.After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.I saw Jerry about six months after the accident.When I asked him how he was, he replied, “If I were any better, I‘d be twins.Wanna see my scars?”

I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place.“The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door,” Jerry replied.“Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die.I chose to live.”Weren‘t you scared? Did you lose consciousness?“ I asked.Jerry continued, ”The paramedics were great.They kept telling me I was going to be fine.But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared.In their eyes, I read, ‘He‘s a dead man.“ I knew I needed to take action.”

“What did you do?” I asked.“Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me,” said Jerry.“She asked if I was allergic to anything.‘Yes,‘ I replied.The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply..I took a deep breath and yelled, ‘Bullets!‘ Over their laughter, I told them, ‘I am choosing to live.Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.”

Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude.I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.Attitude, after all, is everything.第九篇：The Fence

推薦理由：

從這篇文章里面，我至少感受到兩點：第一，人的潛力是無窮的，很多時候你認為自己做不到的事情，其實可以。就像一些看似根深蒂固的習慣，其實可以改變。第二，正如文中所說，言語的傷害有時候比身體的傷害更嚴重，這個道理誰都懂，但是文中所用的比喻真的太絕妙。

The Fence

There was a little boy with a bad temper.His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, to hammer a nail in the back fence.The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.Then it gradually dwindled down.He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.Finally the day came when the boy didn‘t lose his temper at all.He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.He said, “You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence.The fence will never be the same.When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one.You can put a knife in a man and draw it out.It won‘t matter how many times you say I‘m sorry, the wound is still there.A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed.They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us.第十篇：The Eyes of Love

推薦理由:

在每一個愛你的人眼里，你都是最美麗的，連缺點都是美麗的。

所以我們每個人都可以自信滿滿，有理由有資本去自信，只要擁有了愛。

A grandmother and a little girl whose face was sprinkled with bright red freckles spent the day at the zoo.The children were waiting in line to get their cheeks painted by a local artist who was decorating them with tiger paws.”You‘ve got so many freckles, there‘s no place to paint!“ a boy in the line cried.Embarrassed, the little girl dropped her head.Her grandmother knelt down next to her.”I love your freckles,“ she said.”Not me,“ the girl replied.”Well, when I was a little girl I always wanted freckles“ she said, tracing her finger across the child‘s cheek.”Freckles are beautiful!“

The girl looked up.”Really?“ ”O(jiān)f course,“ said the grandmother.”Why, just name me one thing that‘s prettier than freckles.“

The little girl peered into the old woman‘s smiling face.”Wrinkles," she answered softly.Contributed by Father Pat

第五篇：最有哲理的句子

最有哲理的句子

1、天宇之間，每一顆星都有它的使命，也許我們并不知道，我們肩負怎樣的使命來到世上，只有當我們像流星一樣隕落時，我們才知道自己做過什么。人只有到了生命終結(jié)的時候，才知道自己這輩子過得幸福不幸福，快樂不快樂。

2、生命不是軀體，而是心性；人生不是歲月，而是永恒；云水不是景色，而是襟懷；日出不是早晨，而是朝氣；風雨不是天象，而是錘煉；滄桑不是自然，而是經(jīng)歷；幸福不是狀態(tài)，而是感受。

3、生活中苦樂都有，悲喜兼?zhèn)?，不快時就試著釋放，別讓愁緒堵在心上，煩躁時學會克制，免得傷了和氣。

4、生活中，我們常常打敗別人，卻很難戰(zhàn)勝自己，也就是說，自己的那顆心像一匹脫韁的野馬，去了不該去、不能去的草原。

5、生活之路，難也好易也罷，總要體會許多，或甜或苦，留下的才能證明就是自己的。

6、痛苦并不是別人帶給你的，而是你自己的修養(yǎng)不夠，學會放下，別讓自己活得太累。

7、人總是會遇到挫折的，人總是會有不被人理解的時候的，人總是有要低聲下氣的時候，這些時候恰恰是人生最關(guān)鍵的時候，因為大家都會碰到挫折，而大多數(shù)人過不了這個門檻，你能過，你就成功了。

8、誰都有心情不好的一時，誰也有煩躁的一刻，有時候想說卻不知對誰開口，想哭卻不清為何哭泣，只是感到特別難受。

9、生命中，不斷的有人離開或進入，于是，看見的看不見了，記住的遺忘了；生命中不斷的有得到和失落，于是，看不見的看見了，遺忘的記住了。

10、順境時，多一份思索；逆境時，多一份勇氣；成功時，多一份淡然；彷徨時，多一份信念。

11、痛并不可怕，苦并不可懼，怕的是苦的時候沒人問訊，痛的時候沒人安慰。

12、如果你曾經(jīng)顯赫過，而今沒落了，流落于紅塵俗世，當不再為過去的失意，心存芥蒂，耿耿于懷；不再為曾經(jīng)的輝煌，肆意炫耀，自視清高。作為我等布衣平民，既無偉業(yè)更無建樹，居平庸之流，更當自甘平庸，守中庸之道。

13、世上很多事是無法求全的，要學會排遣苦惱，寬以待人，知足常樂意志堅強。凡事不要有本就實現(xiàn)不了的非分之想，生活經(jīng)驗告訴我們，期望越高，失望也就越高。期望不那么高，反而容易滿足。

14、生命的路上，耐心使你獲得力量，耐心使你認清方向；耐心使你坦途疾進，耐心使你少遭波浪。

15、生活要的是一份淡然，這樣才能夠過的灑脫，人生是一場感悟，這樣才會過的有意義，如愛情，一生一世，不離不棄；友情，千鈞一發(fā)，一臂之力；親情，一針一線，針線連心。

16、人一輩子只有一次，世上也沒有后悔藥，錯過就是一輩子。不要等到失去他們的那一天，再追悔莫及。如果懂得珍惜，會發(fā)現(xiàn)你獲得的越來越多，如果一昧去追求，為了自己的追求，不顧一切，不去注重珍惜，會發(fā)現(xiàn)你失去的越來越快越來越多。

17、萬物隨心，天下歸心，心念一轉(zhuǎn)，萬念皆轉(zhuǎn)，心路一通，萬路皆通。

18、書是知識的寶庫；書是進步的階梯；書是人類的高級營養(yǎng)品。我們可以通過讀書學習獲得大量的知識，從而提高自己的才能，使自己變得聰明起來。

19、時間如流水，一去不復返，稍縱即逝，不容你一絲的停駐，一絲的眷戀。

20、我們每個人生命中都離不開供我們吃喝，教我們做人道理的雙親；離不開不為名利能和自己交心的朋友；離不開一個在深夜里為你熱好飯菜的愛人，請珍惜你的眼前人吧。

21、人之所以會心累就是常常徘徊在堅持和放棄之間舉棋不定；人之所以會痛苦，就是追求的太多；人之所以不快樂，就是計較的太多；人之所以會煩惱，就是記性太好，該記的，不該記的都會留在記憶里。