We must be the epitome-the embodiment-of success. We must radiate
success before it will come to us. We must first read more

We must be the epitome-the embodiment-of success. We must radiate
success before it will come to us. We must first become mentally, from an
attitude standpoint, the people we wish to become.

Nearly every man who develops an idea works it up to the point where it
looks impossible, and then gets read more

Nearly every man who develops an idea works it up to the point where it
looks impossible, and then gets discouraged. That's not the place to
become discouraged.

I feel like a micro cog in a macrocosm.

I feel like a micro cog in a macrocosm.

One should use praise to recognize what one is not.

One should use praise to recognize what one is not.

Like the bee, we should make our industry our amusement.

Like the bee, we should make our industry our amusement.

We must use time wisely and forever realize that the time is always ripe to do right.

We must use time wisely and forever realize that the time is always ripe to do right.

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.

The universe is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

The universe is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

To reach a great height a person needs to have great depth.

To reach a great height a person needs to have great depth.