Ninety percent of success is showing up.

Ninety percent of success is showing up.

Nature has placed mankind under the government of two
sovereign masters, pain and pleasure...they govern us in all we do, read more

Nature has placed mankind under the government of two
sovereign masters, pain and pleasure...they govern us in all we do, in all
we say, in all we think: every effort we can make to throw off our
subjection, will serve but to demonstrate and confirm it.

When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically
thin line between being brilliantly creative and acting read more

When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically
thin line between being brilliantly creative and acting like the most
gigantic idiot on earth. So what the hell, leap.

Your goal should be out of reach but not out of sight.

Your goal should be out of reach but not out of sight.

The mind is just another muscle.

The mind is just another muscle.

Do not wish to be anything but what you are, and try to be that perfectly.

Do not wish to be anything but what you are, and try to be that perfectly.

He who knows much about others may be learned, but he who understands
himself is more intelligent. He who controls read more

He who knows much about others may be learned, but he who understands
himself is more intelligent. He who controls others may be powerful, but
he who has mastered himself is mightier still.

The steady discipline of intimate friendship with Jesus results in men becoming like Him.

The steady discipline of intimate friendship with Jesus results in men becoming like Him.

Here is little Effie's head. Her brains are made of gingerbread. When
the judgement day comes, God will find six read more

Here is little Effie's head. Her brains are made of gingerbread. When
the judgement day comes, God will find six crumbs. Stooping by the coffin
lid waiting for something to rise as the something's always did. Imagine
His surprise, bellowing above the general noise, "Where is Effie? She
was dead." Back to God in a tiny voice: "My name's Maybe."
The first crumb said. The number two crumb picked up the song.
"Might, I'm called. I've done no wrong." Cried the third crumb,
"I am Should. Here's our little brother Could and my big sister
Would. Don't punish us for we've been good." And the last crumb, with
some shame, whispered unto God, "My name is Must and with the others,
we've been Effie, who isn't alive and never was. Cross the threshold have
no dread. Lift the sheet back in this way.