A young man asked Socrates the secret to success. Socrates told the young man to meet him near the river the next morning. They met. Socrates asked the young man to walk with him toward the river. When the water got up to their neck, Socrates took the young man by surprise and ducked him into the water. The boy struggled to get out but Socrates was strong and kept him there until the boy started turning blue. Socrates pulled his head out of the water and the first thing the young man did was to gasp and take a deep breath of air. Socrates asked, “What did you want the most when you were there?” The boy replied, “Air.” Socrates said, “That is the secret to success. When you want success as badly as you wanted the air, then you will get it. There is no other secret.”
一个年轻人向苏格拉底询问成功的秘诀，苏格拉底让年轻人第二天早晨到河边 见他。他们见面后，苏格拉底叫年轻人和他一起走向河里，当河水淹至他们的 脖子时，苏格拉底出其不意地抓住年轻人并把其压入水中，那人想要挣出水面，而强壮有力的苏格拉底将他摁在水中直到他变得无力抗争，脸色发青。苏格拉底将他的头拖出水面，这个年轻人所做的第一件事就是大口喘息后，深吸一口 气。苏格拉底问：“当你闷在水里的时候你最想要的是什么?”年轻人回答说：“空气。”苏格拉底说：“那就是成功的秘诀。当你像渴望空气一样渴望成功，你就能够获得它!没有其他的秘密了。
A boy found an eagle's egg and he put it in the nest of a prairie chicken.The eagle hatched and thought he was a chicken.He grew up doing what prairie chicken do-scratching at the dirt for food and flying short distances with a noisy fluttering of wings.It was a dreary life.Gradually the eagle grew older and bitter.One day he and his prairie chicken friend saw a beautiful bird soaring on the currents of air,high above the mountains.
"Oh,I wish I could fly like that!" said the eagle.The chicken replied,"Don't give it another thought.That's the mighty eagle,the king of all birds-you could never be like him!" And the eagle didn't give it another thought.He went on cackling and complaining about life.He died thinking he was a prairie chicken.My friends,you too were born an eagle.The Creator intended you to be an eagle,so don’t listen to the prairie chickens!
June 24 If a man is ever going to admit that hebelongs to the earth, not the other way round,itprobably will be in late June.Then it is that lifesurpasses man’s affairs with incredible urgencyand outreaches him in every direction.Even thefarmer, on whom we all depend for the substance ofexistence,knows then that the best he can do iscooperate with wind and weather, soil and seed.Theincalculable energy of chlorophyll, the green leaf itself, dominates the earth,and the root in thesoil is the inescapable fact. Even the roadside weed ignores man’s legislation.
The urgency is everywhere. Grass blankets the earth, reaching for the sun, spreads itsroots,flowers and comes to seed. The forest widens its canopy, strengthens its boles, nurtures its seedlings, ripens its perpetuating nuts. The birds nest and hatch their fledglings. The beetle and the bee are busy at the grassrootand the blossom, and the butterfly layseggs that will hatch and crawl and eat and pupate and take to the air once more. Fish spawnand meadow voles harvest the wild meadows, and owls and foxes feed their young. Dragonflies and swallows and nighthawks seine the air where the minute winged creatures flitout their minute life spans.
And man, who glibly calls the earth his own, neither powers the leaf nor energizes the fragilewing.Man participates, but his dominance is limited. It is the urgency of life, or growth, thatrules.Late June and early Summer are the ultimate, unarguable proof.