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.

Without a global revolution in the sphere of human consciousness a more
humane society will not emerge.

Without a global revolution in the sphere of human consciousness a more
humane society will not emerge.

A wife encourages her husband's egoism in order to encourage her own.

A wife encourages her husband's egoism in order to encourage her own.

You must be the change you wish to see in the world.

You must be the change you wish to see in the world.

Where ambition can cover its enterprises, even to the person himself, under the appearance of principle, it is the most read more

Where ambition can cover its enterprises, even to the person himself, under the appearance of principle, it is the most incurable and inflexible of passions.

EARN as much as you can. SAVE as much as you can. INVEST as much
as you can. GIVE as read more

EARN as much as you can. SAVE as much as you can. INVEST as much
as you can. GIVE as much as you can.

It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishment the
scroll. I am the master of my fate. read more

It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishment the
scroll. I am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul.

In the great mass of our people there are plenty individuals of intelligence from among whom leadership can be recruited.

In the great mass of our people there are plenty individuals of intelligence from among whom leadership can be recruited.

Hope is a state of mind, not of the world. Hope, in this deep and powerful sense, is not the read more

Hope is a state of mind, not of the world. Hope, in this deep and powerful sense, is not the same as joy that things are going well, or willingness to invest in enterprises that are obviously heading for success, but rather an ability to work for something because it is good.