Obedience To Truth Is Obedience To Love.

When We Die To Something, Something Comes Alive Within Us. If We Die To Self, Charity Comes Alive; If We Die To Pride, Service Comes Alive; If We Die To Lust, Reverence For Personality Comes Alive; If We Die To Anger, Love Comes Alive.

Most Of Us Do Not Like To Look Inside Ourselves For The Same Reason We Don't Like To Open A Letter That Has Bad News.

Pride Is An Admission Of Weakness; It Secretly Fears All Competition And Dreads All Rivals.

Everything That Is Full Of Life Loves Change, For The Characteristic Of Life Is Movement Toward A New Goal And Urges Toward New Pleasures

Criticism Of Others Is Thus An Oblique Form Of Self-commendation. We Think We Make The Picture Hang Straight On Our Wall By Telling Our Neighbors That All His Pictures Are Crooked.