Legends Soccer Club - Favorite Quotes

"An understanding heart is everything in a teacher, and cannot be esteemed highly enough. One looks back with appreciation to the brilliant teachers, but with gratitude to those who touched our human feeling. The curriculum is so much necessary raw material, but warmth is the vital element for the growing plant and for the soul of the child."
- Carl Jung

"Whatever you can do or think you can, begin it.
Boldness has power, and genius and magic in it."
- Goethe

“Creativity can solve almost any problem. The creative act, the defeat of habit by high originality, overcomes everything.”
- George Lois

“Man’s mind, once stretched by a new idea, never regains its original dimensions.”
- Oliver Wendell Holmes

“You are not here merely to make a living. You are here in order to enable the world to live more amply, with greater vision, with a finer spirit of hope and achievement. You are here to enrich the world, and you impoverish yourself if you forget the errand.”
- Woodrow Wilson

“It is change, continuing change, inevitable change, that is the dominant factor in society today. No sensible decision can be made any longer without taking into account not only the world as it is, but the world as it will be...This, in turn, means that our statesmen, our businessmen, our everyman must take on a science fictional way of thinking.”
- Isaac Asimov

Creativity represents a miraculous coming together of the uninhibited energy of the child with its apparent opposite and enemy, the sense of order imposed on the disciplined adult intelligence.”
- Norman Podhoretz

One day through the primeval wood, a calf walked home, as good calves should,
But made a trail all bent askew, a crooked trail as all calves do.
Since then two hundred years have fled, and, I infer, the calf is dead.
But still he leaves behind his trail, and thereby hangs my moral tale.
The trail was taken up next day, by a lone dog that passed that way;
And then a wise bellwether sheep, pursued the trail o’er vale and steep
And drew the flock behind him too, as good bellwethers always do.
And from that day o’er hill and glade, through those old woods a path was made;
And many men wound in and out, and dodged, and turned, and bent about
And uttered words of righteous wrath, because ‘twas such a crooked path.
But still they followed, do not laugh, the first migrations of the calf,
And through his winding wood-way stalked, because he wobbled when he walked.
This forest path became a lane, that bent, and turned, and turned again;
This crooked lane became a road, where many a poor horse with his load
Toiled underneath the burning sun, and traveled some three miles in one,
And thus a century and a half, they trod the footsteps of that calf.
The years passed on in swiftness fleet, the road became a village street;
And this before men were aware, a city’s crowded thoroughfare;
And soon the central street was this, of a renowned metropolis;
And men two centuries and a half, trod in the footsteps of that calf.
Each day a hundred thousand rout, followed the zigzag calf about;
And o’er this crooked journey went, the traffic of a continent.
A hundred thousand men were led, by one calf near three centuries dead.
They followed still his crooked way, at least one hundred years a day;
For thus such reverence is lent, to well established precedent.
A moral lesson this might teach, were I ordained and called to preach;
For men are prone to go it blind, along the calf-paths of the mind,
And work away from sun to sun, to do what other men have done.
They followed in the beaten track, and out and in and forth and back,
And still their devious course pursue, to keep the path that others do.
But how the wise old wood-gods laugh, who saw that first primeval calf!
Ah! Many things this tale might teach, but I am not ordained to preach.
- Sam Walter Foss