Why dirty words are always related to "mother"?

I just found recently that in many languages dirty words/expressions always have something to do with the word "mother". (Examples are not necessary here because they are not decent anyway)

 

Actually I once read a survey about the most beautiful words in English and the first one on the list is "mother". So I can't help wondering whether it's true that we tend to destroy the most beautiful things or the most important people when we get extremely sad or angry?

Movie lines that impress me “I guess when you are young, you just believe that there will be many people you’ll connect with. Later in life you realize it only happens a few times.” “The past is the past. It was meant to be that way. The world may be less free than we think. When given these circumstances, that’s what will happen every time.” “I mean I’m really happy when I am on my own. Even being alone, it’s better sitting next to a lover and feeling lonely. It’s not easy for me to be romantic and after you’ve been screwed up over a few times, you forget about your delusional ideas and you take what comes into your life. That’s not even true. I haven’t been screwed over. I’ve just had so many blah relationships. They weren’t mean, they cared for me, but there were no real connection or excitement. At least, not from my side.” “There is an Einstein quote that I really really like. He said ‘if you don’t believe in any kind of magic or mystery, then you are basically as good as dead.’ ” “I always feel like a freak because I’m never able to move on like this: people just have an affair or even entire relationships, they break up and they forget. They move on like they would have changed the brand of cereals. I feel I was never able to forget anyone I’ve been with because each person has their own specific qualities. You can never replace anyone. What is lost is lost. Each relationship, when it ends, it damages me. I never fully recover. That’s why I am really careful with getting involved because it hurts too much. I miss the person the most mundane things. Like I am obsessed with little things. When I was a little girl, my mom told me that I was always late to school. One day she followed me to see why. I was looking at chestnuts falling from the trees, rolling on the sidewalk or ants crossing the roads, the way a leaf cast a shadow on a tree trunk. I think it’s the same with people. I see them in little details, so specific to each of them that move me and that I miss and will always miss. You can never replace anyone because everyone is made of such beautiful, specific details.”

Why foreigners tend to use a new language in a creative way? When you talked to a foreign friend, did you ever find that he really used a new language in a funny and creative way?

Why I fear to be alone Is it true that as we grow older, we’ll be better at dealing with loneliness? Whether this belief is true of false is not for me to say, all I know is with the increase in age, I am getting closer to where loneliness comes from and what it means to me. I was afraid or even terrified of being alone in public places. I hated it so much when my loneliness was exposed to others and I felt it was really something to be ashamed of. At that time, as for me, being alone somehow equaled lack of charm. Girls are supposed to work by groups, aren’t they? They go to class together, have lunch together or even go to restroom together. If a girl has no partners when doing things which are believed to be done by more than one person, like shopping, there seems to be something wrong with her. At least something to be pathetic about. I don’t know why but this idea was deeply imprinted into my head for quite a long time. However, now, as a 20-year-old, I am genuinely glad that I have a totally new understanding of it. Being alone actually never equals being lonely. If you enjoy all the moments you spend with yourself, if you feel peaceful and euphoric whenever you are on your own, if you don’t have to check your social media every 10 minutes to see if someone sends you messages, but still feel you’ve always been cared and loved by people around you, then you are not lonely! Forget about what other’d say! It’s such a personal experience. Your true feelings far outweigh the stupid seem-to-be-right belief. It just dawned on me that sometimes loneliness actually results from our failure to find a proper way to get along with ourselves. We may throw ourselves into endless parties, organize activities in which we even have little interest or chat with friends on We-chat about things neither of us cares about only because we are afraid of being lonely. Or to be more specific, only because of the fear of being alone. Confusion sometimes leads to more fear. But on the bright sight, one practical way to tackle one’s fear is to find out what he or she is really confused about. Like I was so afraid of being alone. But when I realized that I had mistook it for being lonely, my confusion was cleared up so no more panic. I started to learn to enjoy my own company and really solved the problem. Fortunately it turned out that being alone with myself is undoubtedly one of the most magical experiences I’ve ever had.

A life of service (2) This idea is based on the belief that all kinds of jobs exist essentially for serving humans. If one becomes excellent in his own field, he can provide better services for people in certain need. If everybody becomes brilliant in his own area, people having any need can be benefited! One telling instance would be: if a surgeon is outstanding in his own domain, he could relieve more patients from pain and help them return to health, which by essence, equals providing better services. Moreover, it’s universally admitted that one has to work before he retires, which means he will serve others for quite a long time. In this way the sustainability and stability of services is secured. Improving your own professional skill is a smarter and more efficient way to provide high-level and professional services, so whatever the job is, I will work hard to perfect my professional skill! However, sometimes it’s much easier to answer the “how-questions” than the “why-questions”. We know how to better serve others but we may fail to see why should we do that. With our time and energy limited, why on the earth should we waste them on someone else? I figure the answer must has something to do with one’s definition of success. As for me, I believe success is having the ability to live the life you want, while never forgetting to use the same ability to help others achieve their dreamy life. I believe what drive us to help or serve others is barely pure generosity, but our shared feelings. This is my answer to why I’d like to live a ‘life of service’.

A life of service 1 “ Whenever you feel like criticizing anyone, just remember that all people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.” The first paragraph of The Great Gatsby reveals the fact that everybody has his own deficiencies, therefore the help or service provided by others are being stressed. Compared to the contribution we could make while providing services, happiness and sense of contentment brought by it counts more because they are the indispensable parts of success to me. As a result, living a ‘life of service’ is listed as my goal. Usually when talking about offering help, the first thing people could think of is volunteering. Undoubtedly being a volunteer is a good way to serve people. They generously give other individuals a hand without asking for money and could nearly provide any kind of services. However, I really question the sustainability and level of it. Since volunteers are volunteer to offer services, they are also free to quit, which poses a threat to the stability and sustainability of their services. We have to admit that more or less, the lack of pay may lead to the lack of responsibility and discipline. As employees, if we fail to get up in a weekdays’ morning we might be kicked out by the top banana, finding it hard to make a living. But as volunteers, if we get late, we don’t have to lose anything. Additionally, the unstandardized level of this type of services is also a problem unsolved. There is a huge demand for volunteers, making the quantity far outweigh the quality. In this case, the level of their professional skills will possibly be compromised. All these shortcomes imply that being a volunteer is far from living a ‘life of service’ for me, so I decide to adopt a new model---polishing my own professional skill. (to be continued )