You Learn By Living: Eleven Keys for a More Fulfilling Life
Harper Collins, 26.04.2011. - 224 страница
From one of the world’s most celebrated and admired public figures, a wise and intimate book on how to get the most of out life.
Courage is more exhilarating than fear and in the long run it is easier. We do not have to become heroes overnight. Just a step at a time, meeting each new thing that comes up, seeing it is not as dreadful as it appeared, discovering we have the strength to stare it down.
Eleanor Roosevelt, one of the world’s best loved and most admired public figures, offers a wise and intimate guide on how to overcome fears, embrace challenges as opportunities, and cultivate civic pride: You Learn by Living. A crucial precursor to better-living guides like Mark Nepo’s The Book of Awakening or Robert Persig’s Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, as well as political memoirs such as John F. Kennedy’s Profiles in Courage, the First Lady’s illuminating manual of personal exploration resonates with the timeless power to change lives.
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Then she would give us a list of books to read and take up the particular point we
were studying, giving us as many different lights on the period as she thought we
could understand. Our requirement was to do our reading and then write a ...
Now and then, I am surprised to read of the death of someone I have known,
because I thought he or she had died long ago. Actually, he had only stopped
growing. Other people, against tremendous handicaps, continue to grow. I am
I told him I thought we had come out about even. This part of learning—learning
as you go—gives life its salt. And this, too, comes back primarily to interest. You
must be interested in anything that comes your way. Right here, some of you will
If we can keep that flexibility of mind, that hospitality toward new ideas, we will be
able to welcome the new flow of thought from wherever it comes, not resisting it;
weighing and evaluating and exploring the strange new concepts that confront ...
I have often thought, as I walked up the Champs-Elysées toward the Place de la
Concorde and watched the children playing, that the thing we call French culture
may be due to the fact that French children can play, surrounded by the things of