Adjust The Sails Quotes

The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.

She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails.

We cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails.

I can't control the wind but I can adjust the sail.

We can’t direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails. For maximum happiness, peace, and contentment, may we choose a positive attitude.

When you can’t change the direction of the wind — adjust your sails

You cannot change the wind, but you can adjust the sails.

I can’t change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination.

She stood in the storm, & when the wind did not blow her away, she adjusted her sails.

When the winds of life blow hard and hit your boat, you've got to adjust your sails to keep afloat.

We can't direct the wind but we can adjust the sail.

You can't control the wind, but you can adjust your sails

So much in life depends on our attitude. The way we choose to see things and respond to others makes all the difference. To do the best we can and then to choose to be happy about our circumstances, whatever they may be, can bring peace and contentment. We can't direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails. For maximum happiness, peace, and contentment, may we choose a positive attitude.

The pessimist complains about the wind. The optimist expects it to change. The leader adjusts the sails.

We cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust our sails.

No matter what winds others may create against you, you can adjust your sails to navigate and continue your travels.

The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.

You can’t control the wind, but you can adjust your sails. So we’re just going to adjust our sails and get on with it.

We cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails! —Dolly Parton

you can’t control the wind, but you can adjust your sails. It was his way of reminding us that you can’t control most of what happens in life. You can only control your reaction to it.

I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination.

You can't control the wind, but you can adjust your sails.

She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her way…she adjusted her sails.”2 —Elizabeth Edwards, c. 2006

Oh Sailor pick up all your defeats like pebbles beneath your feet and fling them all into the sea! Sniff the air look how the birds fly Adjust your ship's mast and sail away in search of newer victories!

Never row upstream and fight the currents of life, or passively wait for the tides to change. To get to your destination, calibrate your inner compass, adjust your sails to the winds, and look up at the guidance of the stars.

At its core, Stoicism, like the sturdy oak tree, stands firm amidst the torrential downpour of life’s distractions. It teaches us that while we may not command the winds to change, we possess the power to adjust our sails, to guide our minds through the tumultuous sea of life’s happenings.

Daddy always said, you can’t control the wind, but you can adjust your sails.

The pessimist complains about the wind. The optimist expects it to change. The leader adjusts the sails.” - John C. Maxwell

We aren’t victims of life—we are life. We have power over our efforts, which gives us power to adjust our sails depending on which way things are blowing.

I can’t change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination. ‘’Jimmy Dean

The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails. —William Arthur Ward

Cyber” comes from the Greek and is related to navigation. When you sail, you must constantly adjust to changes in wind and surf.

The seasons change to teach us the very inevitability of change. Our duty is to adjust our sails and flow with the current of change – adjust and learn, adapt and modify to the newness that life presents from time to time.

Pay attention to your dreams and follow them closely to where they may lead you. No matter how crazy or seemingly impossible they appear — to you or the world. Yet, be open to the possibility that the road, even the destination will likely be different than what you had imagined. Then it matters not what actually happens. For the journey becomes the destination, constantly metamorphosing with each and every step along the way. You see, taking a bold leap into the unknown means trusting that you will either land on a feathered bed or you will come to realise that you can fly, perhaps toward undreamed of heights. This, as I conceive, is what flowing through a full life entails: Acknowledging the risks of seeking to materialise your dreams, courageously embracing the uncertainty rather than fearing it, and confidently going for the jump anyway. Abandon the comfort. Float away. Adjust the sails according to the Winds of Change.

You must navigate by means of your own natural compass." "And if my compass is broken?" "Then you must learn to compensate. Sail a little crooked, make adjustments, but you must set your own course, or the journey is meaningless." (page 357)

One of the most important lessons I've come to learn is this: We are all sailing in our own individual ship of life; and no matter how great of a sailer you may be, we all experience seasons the same. The storms will come, and the cold will come, the warmth shall come, and the blossom of spring shall also come. ... Winter is not bad for existing, nor is summer any less great for being hot. Each season exists to serve its purpose... And none of us are exempted from enduring the seasons. Understand the seasons and times of life. Take delight in the sun and at the sight of blooming flowers, but remember, the storms and the winter shall also surely come. Learn how to adjust your sails and know when to adjust them, prepare yourself for the cold and the stormy seasons, but remember to always enjoy the sun while it shines...

Top 10 Reasons to Establish Written Goals for Your Life       10. Written goals strengthen your character by promoting a long-term perspective.       9. Written goals allow you to lead your life as opposed to simply managing it.       8. Written goals provide internal, permanent, and consistent motivation.       7. Written goals help you stay focused—to concentrate on what’s most important.       6. Written goals enhance your decision-making ability.       5. Written goals simultaneously require and build self-confidence.       4. Written goals help you create the future in advance.       3. Written goals help you to control changes—to adjust your sails, to work with the wind rather than against it.       2. Written goals heighten your awareness of opportunities that are consistent with your goals.       1. And finally, the most important benefit of setting effective goals is the person you become as a result of the pursuit!

As was true throughout the Americas, newly arriving Africans, referred to as “fresh” or “saltwater” blacks, often underwent a painful period of adjustment known as “seasoning,” lasting up to three years. It was during this time that captives became enslaved, whereas prior to disembarkation anything was possible, including mutiny. Seasoning involved acclimating to a new environment, new companions, strange languages and food, and new living arrangements. Above all, seasoning involved adjusting to life and work under conditions cruel and lethal. As a result of brutal treatment, the shock of the New World, disease, and the longing for home, between 25 and 33 percent of the newly arrived did not survive seasoning.

The moderate person contains opposing capacities to the nth degree. A moderate person can start out hot on both ends, both fervent in a capacity for rage and fervent in a desire for order, both Apollonian at work and Dionysian at play, both strong in faith and deeply doubtful, both Adam I and Adam II. A moderate person can start out with these divisions and rival tendencies, but to live a coherent life, the moderate must find a series of balances and proportions. The moderate is forever seeking a series of temporary arrangements, embedded in the specific situation of the moment, that will help him or her balance the desire for security with the desire for risk, the call of liberty with the need for restraint. The moderate knows there is no ultimate resolution to these tensions. Great matters cannot be settled by taking into account just one principle or one viewpoint. Governing is more like sailing in a storm: shift your weight one way when the boat tilts to starboard, shift your weight the other way when it tilts to port—adjust and adjust and adjust to circumstances to keep the semblance and equanimity of an even keel.

Where are we going?" I called to him. "We'll come to a large field very soon." When we reached the field, there was a line of darkness scrawled on the deeper darkness. We stumped our bikes over the wet breathless earth. "There," he said. "Hmmm?" "Stars." I blinked at him and then I looked up. It was true. Away from the grubby muslin of London's light pollution in the fresh March night, the sky was full of stars. I turned back to him. As I adjusted to the dark, I could see he was staring upwards. "I can't manage it exactly without a sextant," he said, "but I wanted to be able to orient myself." "So that in the event of London flooding when the icecaps melt, you can sail to safer waters?" "So that I will know where I was when I met you." I had always thought of joy as a shouting flamboyant thing that tossed breath into the sky like a ball. Instead, it robbed me of my speech and of my air. I was pinned in place by joy and I didn't know what to do. "Come here," he said softly and pulled me into his arms. I pressed my face against his neck. My body sparked and I couldn't move it except to lean into him. I was filled with happiness so enormous and terrifying it was as if I'd committed a crime to get it. No one had given me permission to feel this way and I thought I might not be allowed it. He combed his fingers through my hair and I was frightened with happiness, harrowed by it. There was no way anyone could feel this much without also knowing they were going to lose it.

We cannot change the wind, we can only adjust our sails.

When the winds change, you have to adjust your sails.

Maximising enjoyment All students want to enjoy their classes. This simple truth means that teachers who can make learning fun will, other things equal, be more successful. If the only way students can enjoy themselves is to ignore the class and play on their phones, then student enjoyment is a headwind that slows the boat’s progress. By making learning fun, teachers can adjust the sails to take advantage of the wind and speed the boat up. The progress it makes may not be directly towards our destination, but we can use the sails nonetheless to pick up speed and get closer to it than we would otherwise have done.

I came to understand that there is no such thing as a perfect life, just a constant shifting, like the wind on the lake. You adjust your sails to catch the wind, not the other way around.

Adjusting the sail controls alters the curve in the sail. The curve should be larger for reaching and running, smaller for beating and in strong winds.

We cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails.” Gerri says it's a helpful reminder that she can't control everything. “I can only focus on what I can control and let go of absolutely everything else. It keeps me grounded, keeps me calm, and in the present.

He sailed through the crowd, through the front of the small church, and found himself in the gloom inside. It always struck Gamache as paradoxical that churches were gloomy. Coming in from the sunshine it took a minute or so to adjust. And even then, to Gamache, it never came close to feeling like home. Churches were either great cavernous tributes not so much to God as the wealth and privilege of the community, or they were austere, cold tributes to the ecstasy of refusal.

We cannot control the winds of destiny, but we can adjust our sails. It is not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves. Through acceptance of hardship and suffering, we find the strength and resilience to weather any storm. And in embracing our destiny, we find the courage to persevere and the wisdom to grow.

I can’t change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination. ~ Jimmy Dean

The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.” - William Arthur Ward

The pessimist complains about the wind. The optimist expects it to change. The leader adjusts the sails. We

The moderate person contains opposing capacities..... A moderate person can start out with these divisions and rival tendencies, but to live a coherent life, the moderate must find a series of balances and proportions. The moderate is forever seeking a series of temporary arrangements, embedded in the specific situation of the moment, that will help him or her balance the desire for security with the desire for risk, the call of liberty with the need for restraint. The moderate knows there is no ultimate resolution to these tensions. Great matters cannot be settled by taking into account just one principle or one viewpoint. Governing is more like sailing in a storm: shift your weight one way when the boat tilts to starboard, shift your weight the other way when it tilts to port— adjust and adjust and adjust to circumstances to keep the semblance and equanimity of an even keel. ...The moderate knows she cannot have it all. There are tensions between rival goods, and you just have to accept that you will never get to live a pure and perfect life, devoted to one truth or one value.

When life’s great storms come, the weak sink, the cowardly jump ship, the strong drop an anchor, the mighty adjust their sails, and the great sail on to their destiny.

Kestrel had forgotten. She had thought that she remembered only too well the lines of his face. The restless quality to how he would stand still. The way he looked fully into her eyes as if each glance was an irrevocable choice. Her blood felt laced with black powder. How could she have forgotten what it was like to burn on a fuse before him? He looked at her, and she knew that she had remembered nothing at all. “I can’t be seen with you,” she said. Arin’s eyes flashed. He raked the curtain shut behind him. The closed-off balcony became deeply dark. “Better?” he said. Kestrel backed away until the heel of her shoe met the balustrade and her bare shoulder blades touched the glass. The air had changed. It was warm now. And scented, strangely, with brine. “The sea,” she managed to say. “You came by sea.” “It seemed wiser than riding my horse to death through the mountains.” “My horse.” “If you want Javelin, come home and claim him.” She shook her head. “I can’t believe you sailed here.” “Technically, the ship’s captain did, cursing me the entire time. Except when I got sick. Then he just laughed.” “I thought you weren’t coming.” “I changed my mind.” Arin came to lean against the balustrade beside her. It was too much. He was too close. “I’ll thank you to keep your distance.” “Ah, the empress speaks. Well, I must obey.” Yet he didn’t move except to turn his head toward her. Light from the curtain’s seam cut a thin line down his cheek in a bright scar. “I saw you. With the prince. He seems bitter medicine to swallow, even for the sweets of the empire.” “You know nothing of him.” “I know you helped him cheat. Yes, I watched you. I saw you play at Borderlands. Others might not have noticed, but I know you.” His voice grew rough. “Gods, how can you respect someone like that? You’ll make a fool of him.” “I wouldn’t.” “You’re a bad liar.” “I won’t.” Arin went quiet. “Maybe you won’t mean to.” He edged away, and that line of light no longer touched him. His form was pure shadow. But her sight had adjusted, and she saw him tip his head back against the window. “Kestrel…” An emotion clamped down on her heart. It squeezed her into a terrible silence. But he said nothing after that, only her name, as if her name were not a name but a question. Or perhaps that wasn’t how he had said it, and she was wrong, and she’d heard a question simply because the sound of him speaking her name made her wish that she were his answer. Something was tugging inside her. It yanked at her soul. Tell him, that part of her said. He needs to know. Yet those words had a quality of horror to them. Her mind was sluggish to understand why, so caught it was in the temptation to tell Arin that her engagement had been the bargain for Herran’s freedom.

It’s supposed to have hassles and obstacles. Love is never neat nor easy nor smooth-sailing all the way. Love is about disagreements and fighting and difficulties and making up and adjusting and growing together. It’s about passion, it’s about getting hurt, it’s about laying our neck out in the line for each other. Love isn’t about lying down letting your partner steamroll you just because you ‘don’t want a fight’.

You can't change the wind, but you can adjust the sails.

You cannot change the direction of the wind, but you can adjust your sails to always reach your destination.” So it is that when disasters occur in our lives and we go within to discover our inner strength or to seek discernment, we have choices to continue in the same direction the storm of life has paved for us, or adjust our sail and get back on track to what we believe and know to be our path in life.

The best preparation of tomorrow is a doing your best today. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life. The only way to do great work is to love what you do. I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to reach my destination. Today I choose life.

You can't control the wind, but you can adjust your sails.

You are aboard such a large ship that you would be unable to steer even if your Captain placed you at the helm. You would not even be able to adjust the sails, yet you worry as if you were the captain or the

Work smart and adapt to changes that come your way. Like the captain of a ship, learn how to navigate and adjust the sails according to the wind and the waves.

You can control what you focus on. And you’ll get better results if you focus on what you can control. The wind is always changing, and all sails need frequent adjustment. You can’t read a couple books on personal development and expect permanent change. There is no such thing as set-it-and-forget-it, so check yourself early and often. This will ensure that your sail is firmly in place for bonified success and favor. After all, that is the name of the game, isn’t it?

the military’s approach, which is to make decisions quickly, move out, and then adjust as necessary.

She stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails." -Elizabeth Edwards

I admit that we cannot control the direction of the wind, but we can adjust the sail – in other words, choosing our attitude.

You can’t change the wind. But you can adjust your sails.

When the winds of change blow, it's up to us to adjust our sails and keep moving forward.

When your friends act like something is amiss, analyse if there’s something you’ve been remiss. When your family has been good to you, analyse so you may them continue. For each failure, analyse why the fail; aim’s not to blame, but to adjust your sail. For each success, analyse why the hit, aim’s not to gloat, but to pave a repeat.

There will be many moments in life when you have to fight your battles singlehandedly, with your courage and faith in the creator as your guiding spirit. It is in moments like thee that you really grow s a person, especially in your own eyes. And the accompanying sense of bliss is unparalleled. You know no one can shake your confidence any more, as you survived the storm on your own. Furthermore this deepens your faith in the Almighty, and you begin to see his wisdom, the way he has planned your destiny. As humans we can never question God. Why did this happen to me? All we can and should do, is to adjust our sails skillfully to face the storms of life and rise to every occasion to the best of our capabilities. For me it was my abiding spirituality that pulled me time and again out of the various storms that kept coming, ever since I got married. My belief in myself and spirituality got me out of the tsunamis, and I thank the Almighty for holding my hand in every moment of distress and bewilderment.

...you can't rely on things to remain the same. You always have to be ready for change, adjust the sails as the wind comes.

Pay attention to your dreams and follow them closely to where they may lead you. No matter how crazy or seemingly impossible they appear — to you or the world. Yet, be open to the possibility that the road, even the destination will likely be different than what you had imagined. Then it matters not what actually happens. For the journey becomes the destination, constantly metamorphosing with each and every step along the way. You see, taking a bold leap into the unknown means trusting that you will either land on a feathered bed or you will come to realise that you can fly, perhaps toward undreamed of heights. This, as I conceive, is what flowing through a full and worthy life entails: Acknowledging the risks of seeking to materialise your dreams, courageously embracing the uncertainty rather than fearing it, and confidently going for the jump anyway. Abandon the comfort. Float away. Adjust the sails according to the Winds of Change.

I can’t change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination. ‘’Jimmy

You can't rely on things to remain the same way. You always have to be ready for change, to adjust the sails as the wind comes.

She stood in the storm And when the wind did not blow her way, she adjusted her sails.

I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination - Jimmy Dean