He Who Would Be Useful, Strong, And

The Soul Attracts That Which It Secretly Harbors; That Which It Loves, And Also That Which It Fears. It Reaches The Height Of Its Cherished Aspirations. It Falls To The Level Of Its Unchastened Desires - And Circumstances Are The Means By Which The Soul Receives Its Own.

Men Do Not Attract That Which They Want, But That Which They Are.

A Man Only Begins To Be A Man When He Ceases To Whine And Revile, And Commences To Search For The Hidden Justice Which Regulates His Life. And He Adapts His Mind To That Regulating Factor, He Ceases To Accuse Others As The Cause Of His Condition, And Builds Himself Up In Strong And Noble Thoughts; Ceases To Kick Against Circumstances, But Begins To Use Them As Aids To His More Rapid Progress, And As A Means Of The Hidden Powers And Possibilities Within Himself.

The Greatest Achievement Was At First And For A Time A Dream. The Oak Sleeps In The Acorn, The Bird Waits In The Egg, And In The Highest Vision Of The Soul A Waking Angel Stirs. Dreams Are The Seedlings Of Realities.

As He Thinks, So He Is; As He Continues To Think, So He Remains.