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Confidence is a plant of slow growth; especially in an aged bosom.
Confidence is a plant of slow growth; especially in an aged bosom.
We find comfort among those who agree with us-- growth among those who don't.
We find comfort among those who agree with us-- growth among those who don't.
"Oh! what a vile and abject thing is man unless he can erect
himself above humanity." Here is a read more
"Oh! what a vile and abject thing is man unless he can erect
himself above humanity." Here is a bon mot and a useful desire,
but equally absurd. For to make the handful bigger than the
hand, the armful bigger then the arm, and to hope to stride
further than the stretch of our legs, is impossible and
monstrous. . . . He may lift himself if God lend him His hand of
special grace; he may lift himself . . . by means wholly
celestial. It is for our Christian religion, and not for his
Stoic virtue, to pretend to this divine and miraculous
metamorphosis.
Don't wait until everything is just right. It will never be perfect. There will always be challenges, obstacles and less read more
Don't wait until everything is just right. It will never be perfect. There will always be challenges, obstacles and less than perfect conditions. So what. Get started now. With each step you take, you will grow stronger and stronger, more and more skilled, more and more self-confident and more and more successful.
Without continual growth and progress, such words as improvement, achievement, and success have no meaning.
Without continual growth and progress, such words as improvement, achievement, and success have no meaning.
Everything is a gift of the universe -- even joy, anger, jealously, frustration, or separateness. Everything is perfect either for read more
Everything is a gift of the universe -- even joy, anger, jealously, frustration, or separateness. Everything is perfect either for our growth or our enjoyment.
What? Was man made a wheel-work to wind up,
And be discharged, and straight wound up anew?
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What? Was man made a wheel-work to wind up,
And be discharged, and straight wound up anew?
No! grown, his growth lasts; taught, he ne'er forgets;
May learn a thousand things, not twice the same.
And so all growth that is not towards God
Is growing to decay.
And so all growth that is not towards God
Is growing to decay.
Our pleasures and our discontents,
Are rounds by which we may ascend.
Our pleasures and our discontents,
Are rounds by which we may ascend.