A man should conceive of a legitimate purpose in his heart, and set out
to accomplish it. He should make read more

A man should conceive of a legitimate purpose in his heart, and set out
to accomplish it. He should make this purpose the centralizing point of
his thoughts. It may take the form of a spiritual ideal, or it may be a
worldly object, according to his nature at the time being; but whichever
it is, he should steadily focus his thought forces upon the object which
he has set before him. He should make this purpose his supreme duty, and
should devote himself to its attainment, not allowing his thoughts to
wander away into ephemeral fancies, longings, and imaginings. This is the
royal road to self-control and true concentration of thought. Even if he
fails again and again to accomplish his purpose (as he necessarily must
until weakness is overcome), the strength of character gained will be the
measure of his true success, and this will form a new starting point for
future power and triumph.

You must learn from the mistakes of others. You can't possibly
live long enough to make them all yourself.

You must learn from the mistakes of others. You can't possibly
live long enough to make them all yourself.

Men do not die from overwork. They die from dissipation and worry.

Men do not die from overwork. They die from dissipation and worry.

We learn simply by the exposure of living. Much that passes for
education is not education at all but ritual. read more

We learn simply by the exposure of living. Much that passes for
education is not education at all but ritual. The fact is that we are
being educated when we know it least.

Under all that we think, lives all we believe, like the ultimate veil
of our spirits.

Under all that we think, lives all we believe, like the ultimate veil
of our spirits.

You cannot teach a man anything; you can only help him to find it within
himself.

You cannot teach a man anything; you can only help him to find it within
himself.

If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not
sometimes taste of adversity, read more

If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not
sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.

A pile of rocks ceases to be a rock when somebody contemplates it with the
idea of a cathedral in read more

A pile of rocks ceases to be a rock when somebody contemplates it with the
idea of a cathedral in mind.

There is something to that old saying that hate injures the hater, not
the hated.

There is something to that old saying that hate injures the hater, not
the hated.