Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so shall you become. Your vision
is the promise of what you shall read more

Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so shall you become. Your vision
is the promise of what you shall one day be; your ideal is the prophecy of
what you shall at last unveil.

A man who sees action in inaction and inaction in action has
understanding among men and discipline in all action read more

A man who sees action in inaction and inaction in action has
understanding among men and discipline in all action he performs.

Praise out of season, or tactlessly bestowed, can freeze the heart as much as blame.

Praise out of season, or tactlessly bestowed, can freeze the heart as much as blame.

The mere fact that you have obstacles to overcome is in your favor...

The mere fact that you have obstacles to overcome is in your favor...

We're all pilgrims on the same journey-but some pilgrims have better
road maps.

We're all pilgrims on the same journey-but some pilgrims have better
road maps.

Make no little plans. They have no magic to stir men's blood and probably themselves will not be realized. Make read more

Make no little plans. They have no magic to stir men's blood and probably themselves will not be realized. Make big plans. Aim high in hope and work. Remembering that a noble, logical diagram once recorded will not die.

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.

What millions died that Caesar might be great?

What millions died that Caesar might be great?

You may be disappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you don't try.

You may be disappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you don't try.