The men who try to do something and fail are infinitely better than those
who try to do nothing and read more

The men who try to do something and fail are infinitely better than those
who try to do nothing and succeed.

Things don't go wrong and break your heart so you can become bitter and
give up. They happen to break read more

Things don't go wrong and break your heart so you can become bitter and
give up. They happen to break you down and build you up so you can be all
that you were intended to be.

In imagination, there's no limitation.

In imagination, there's no limitation.

Yesterday is a canceled check; tomorrow is a promissory note; today is the
only cash you have-so spend it wisely.

Yesterday is a canceled check; tomorrow is a promissory note; today is the
only cash you have-so spend it wisely.

Nothing can be done except little by little.

Nothing can be done except little by little.

First, all relationships are with yourself-and sometimes they involve
other people. Second, the most important relationship in your life-the one
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First, all relationships are with yourself-and sometimes they involve
other people. Second, the most important relationship in your life-the one
you have, like it or not, until the day you die-is with yourself.

Cherish your visions; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs
in your heart, the beauty that forms in your read more

Cherish your visions; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs
in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that
drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow delightful
conditions, all heavenly environment; of these if you but remain true to
them, your world will at last be built.

Democracy without morality is impossible.

Democracy without morality is impossible.

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.