A Quote by Wes Fesler

Mankind grows taller, older, and ever more wise; but seldom truly up. — © Wes Fesler
Mankind grows taller, older, and ever more wise; but seldom truly up.
What has roots as nobody sees, Is taller than trees Up, up it goes, And yet never grows? A mountain.
Along with everything else, I know that there is a beauty in mankind. It is a beauty that no ugliness, no violence, no hatred and no evil can ever completely erase. I have also learned there is a majesty in mankind. It is a majesty that no sickness, no suffering, no want or lack, no poverty and no pain can ever truly subjugate.
Keep it up, wise guy. I'm always going to be taller than you once you're lying unconscious on the ground.
The man who has sufficient power over himself to wait until his nature has recovered its even balance is the truly wise man, but such beings are seldom met with.
Periods of tranquility are seldom prolific of creative achievement. Mankind has to be stirred up.
Periods of tranquillity are seldom prolific of creative achievement. Mankind has to be stirred up.
but one loses, as one grows older, something of the lightness of one's dreams; one begins to take life up in both hands, and to care more for the fruit than the flower, and that is no great loss perhaps.
Moderately wise each one should be, Not overwise, for a wise man's heart Is seldom glad (Norse Wisdom)
Taller people get very competitive. When I meet someone who's close to me or taller, I'm straight up; I don't wanna be smaller than them.
The older one grows, the more one likes indecency.
He who walks with the wise grows wise, but a companion of fools suffers harm.
The whole business of marshaling ones energies becomes more and more important as one grows older.
The whole business of marshaling one's energies becomes more and more important as one grows older.
As one grows older, one becomes wiser and more foolish.
I was always the taller one in my class - I was always bigger - and as you get older, you just get more and more self-conscious.
Every day my love for you grows higher, deeper, wider, stronger... It grows and grows until it touches the tip of where you are and comes back to me in the loving memory of you, and my heart melts with that love and grows even more.
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