There is no such thing as a "self-made" man. We are made up of thousands of others. Everyone who has read more

There is no such thing as a "self-made" man. We are made up of thousands of others. Everyone who has ever done a kind deed for us, ;or spoken one word of encouragement to us, has entered into the make-up of our character and of our thoughts, as well as our success.

In brief, I don't stick to declare, Father Dick,
So they call him for short, is a regular brick;
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In brief, I don't stick to declare, Father Dick,
So they call him for short, is a regular brick;
A metaphor taken--I have not the page aright--
From an ethical work by the Stagyrite.

Hannibal, as he had mighty virtues, so head he many vices; . . .
he had two distinct persons read more

Hannibal, as he had mighty virtues, so head he many vices; . . .
he had two distinct persons in him.

But now, after that ye have known God, or rather or known of God,
how turn ye again to read more

But now, after that ye have known God, or rather or known of God,
how turn ye again to the weak and beggarly elements, whereunto ye
desire again to be in bondage?

Many men are mere warehouses full of merchandise--the head, the
heart, are stuffed with goods. . . . There read more

Many men are mere warehouses full of merchandise--the head, the
heart, are stuffed with goods. . . . There are apartments in
their souls which were once tenanted by taste, and love, and joy,
and worship, but they are all deserted now, and the rooms are
filled with earthy and material things.

A man never discloses his own character so clearly as when he describes another's.

A man never discloses his own character so clearly as when he describes another's.

A truly strong person does not need the approval of others any more than a lion needs the approval of read more

A truly strong person does not need the approval of others any more than a lion needs the approval of sheep.

He lives the poetry that he cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realise.

He lives the poetry that he cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realise.

What you are thunders so that I cannot hear what you say to the contrary.

What you are thunders so that I cannot hear what you say to the contrary.