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The Scarlet Of The Maples Can Shake Me Like A Cry Of Bugles Going By. And My Lonely Spirit Thrills To See The Frosty Asters Like A Smoke Upon The Hills.

The First Need Of Being Is Endurance; To Endure With Gladness If We Can, With Fortitude In Any Event.

It Is Not Being Out At Heels That Makes A Man Discontented, It Is Being Out At Heart. To Be Contented Is To Be Good Friends With Yourself.

Indifference May Not Wreck A Man's Life At Any One Turn, But It Will Destroy Him With A Kind Of Dry-rot In The Long Run.

There Is A Passion For Perfection Which You Will Rarely See Fully Developed; But You May Note This Fact, That In Successful Lives It Is Never Wholly Lacking.