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幸福とは生きている…

IMAGE: Happiness is the meaning and the purpose of life, the whole aim and end of human existence.

幸福とは生きている意味であり生きていく目的であり、人間存在全体の最終目標である。 – アリストテレス (紀元前384 – 前322)(【訳】岡本健(おかもとけん) (1963 – )) (Michael KauerによるPixabayからの画像) (Translate and Speak by Smart Link Corporation) More »

難しい仕事を先に…

IMAGE: Do the hard jobs first. The easy jobs will take care of themselves.

難しい仕事を先にしなさい。簡単な仕事は放っておいても何とかなるでしょう。 – デール・カーネギー (1888 – 1955) (SnapwireSnapsによるPixabayからの画像) (Google Translateのエンジンを使用した、Sound of Textによるテキスト読み上げ) More »

Tell me not, in…

IMAGE: Tell me not, in mournful numbers, / "Life is but an empty dream!" // For the soul is dead that slumbers, / And things are not what they seem. // Life is real! Life is earnest! / And the grave is not its goal; // "Dust thou art, to dust returnest," / Was not spoken of the soul. //

Tell me not, in mournful numbers, / “Life is but an empty dream!” // For the soul is dead that slumbers, / And things are not what they seem. // Life is real! Life is earnest! / And the grave… More »

悲しげな詩で、私に…

IMAGE: Tell me not, in mournful numbers, / "Life is but an empty dream!" // For the soul is dead that slumbers, / And things are not what they seem. // Life is real! Life is earnest! / And the grave is not its goal; // "Dust thou art, to dust returnest," / Was not spoken of the soul. //

悲しげな詩で、私に告げるな、/「人生はただ虚しい夢!」などと、//目覚めていない魂は死んでいるのだから、/物事は見えるとおりではないのだから。//人生は本物! 人生は本気!/死が人生のゴールではない;//「汝塵なれば、塵に帰るべし」とは、/(肉体のことであって)魂を述べたものではなかった。// – ヘンリー・W・ロングフェロー (1807 – 82): 『人生の詩篇(青年の心が詩人に言ったこと)』 (Gerd AltmannによるPixabayからの画像) (Google Translateのエンジンを使用した、Sound of Textによるテキスト読み上げ) More »

May I play something…

IMAGE: "May I play something of yours now?" I asked cheekily. Beethoven nodded with a smile. I played the first movement of the C Major Concerto. When I had ended, Beethoven seized both my hands, kissed me on the forehead and said gently: "Off with you! You're a happy fellow, for you'll give happiness and joy to many other people. There is nothing better or greater than that!"

“May I play something of yours now?” I asked cheekily. Beethoven nodded with a smile. I played the first movement of the C Major Concerto. When I had ended, Beethoven seized both my hands, kissed me on the forehead and… More »

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