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If you shut up truth and bury it under the ground it will
but grow and gather to itself such read more
If you shut up truth and bury it under the ground it will
but grow and gather to itself such explosive power that the day it bursts
through it will blow up everything in its way.
Be willing to be uncomfortable. Be comfortable being uncomfortable. It
may get tough, but it's a small price to pay read more
Be willing to be uncomfortable. Be comfortable being uncomfortable. It
may get tough, but it's a small price to pay for living a dream.
I am only one. But still, I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something. And read more
I am only one. But still, I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something. And because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do the something that I can do.
We are born into the world of nature; our second birth is into the
world of spirit.
We are born into the world of nature; our second birth is into the
world of spirit.
My wife isn't married to me forever; she's married to me for good. That
keeps me on my toes.
My wife isn't married to me forever; she's married to me for good. That
keeps me on my toes.
You are what you are and you are where you are because of what has gone
into your mind. You read more
You are what you are and you are where you are because of what has gone
into your mind. You change what you are and you change where you are by
changing what goes into your mind.
The world is full of abundance and opportunity, but far too many people
come to the fountain of life with read more
The world is full of abundance and opportunity, but far too many people
come to the fountain of life with a sieve instead of a tank car...a
teaspoon instead of a steam shovel. They expect little and as a result
they get little.
The reason for the slow progress of the world seems to lie in a single fact. Every man is born read more
The reason for the slow progress of the world seems to lie in a single fact. Every man is born under the yoke, and grows up beneath the oppressions of his age. He can only get a vision of the unselfish forces in the world by appealing to them, and every appeal is a call to arms. If he fights he must fight, not one man, but a conspiracy. He is always at war with a civilization. On his side is proverbial philosophy, a galaxy of invisible saints and sages, and the half-developed consciousness and professions of everybody. Against him is the world, and every selfish passion in his own heart.
There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the
infinite passion of life.
There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the
infinite passion of life.