Be Larger Than Your Task.

No Matter How Humble Your Work May Seem, Do It In The Spirit Of An Artist, Of A Master. In This Way You Lift It Out Of Commonness And Rob It Of What Would Otherwise Be Drudgery.

Concentrate . . . For The Greatest Achievements Are Reserved For The Man Of Single Aim, In Whom No Rival Powers Divide The Empire Of The Soul.

Learn From Yesterday, Live For Today, Hope For Tomorrow.

The Sculptor Will Chip Off All Unnecessary Material To Set Free The Angel. Nature Will Chip And Pound Us Remorselessly To Bring Out Our Possibilities. She Will Strip Us Of Wealth, Humble Our Pride, Humiliate Our Ambition, Let Us Down From The Ladder Of Fame, Will Discipline Us In A Thousand Ways, If She Can Develop A Little Character. Everything Must Give Way To That. Wealth Is Nothing, Position Is Nothing, Fame Is Nothing, Manhood Is Everything.

We Fail To See That We Can Control Our Destiny; Make Ourselves Do Whatever Is Possible; Make Ourselves Become Whatever We Long To Be.