You are told a lot about your education, but some beautiful, sacred memory, preserved since childhood, is perhaps the best education of all. If a man carries many such memories into life with him, he is saved for the rest of his days. And even if only one good memory is left in our hearts, it may also be the instrument of our salvation one day.
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Peak performers develop powerful mental images of the behavior that will lead to the desired results. They see in their read more
Peak performers develop powerful mental images of the behavior that will lead to the desired results. They see in their mind's eye the result they want, and the actions leading to it.
The way I see things, the way I see life, I see it as a struggle. And there's a great read more
The way I see things, the way I see life, I see it as a struggle. And there's a great deal of reward I have gained coming to that understanding -- that existence is a struggle.
Time is the most valuable thing a man can spend.
Time is the most valuable thing a man can spend.
When the imagination and will power are in conflict, are antagonistic, it is always the imagination which wins, without any read more
When the imagination and will power are in conflict, are antagonistic, it is always the imagination which wins, without any exception.
Keep doing good deeds long enough, and you'll probably turn out a good man in spite of yourself.
Keep doing good deeds long enough, and you'll probably turn out a good man in spite of yourself.
Dubito ergo cogito; cogito ergo sum.(I doubt, therefore I think; I think therefore I am)
Dubito ergo cogito; cogito ergo sum.(I doubt, therefore I think; I think therefore I am)
Death is the tyrant of the imagination.
Death is the tyrant of the imagination.
Memory is the cabinet of the imagination, the treasury of reason, the registry of conscience, and, the council chamber of read more
Memory is the cabinet of the imagination, the treasury of reason, the registry of conscience, and, the council chamber of thought.
There's nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old read more
There's nothing that makes you so aware of the improvisation of human existence as a song unfinished. Or an old address book.
