A Man Sooner Or Later Discovers That

Every Action And Feeling Is Preceded By A Thought.

Cherish Your Visions. Cherish Your Ideals. Cherish The Music That Stirs In Your Heart, The Beauty That Forms In Your Mind, The Loveliness That Drapes Your Purest Thoughts. For Out Of Them Will Grow All Delightful Conditions, All Heavenly Environment, Of These, If You But Remain True To Them, Your World Will At Last Be Built.

The Man Who Cannot Endure To Have His Errors And Shortcomings Brought To The Surface And Made Known, But Tries To Hide Them, Is Unfit To Walk The Highway Of Truth.

The Very Fact That You Are A Complainer, Shows That You Deserve Your Lot.

Man's Mind May Be Likened To A Garden, Which May Be Intelligently Cultivated Or Allowed To Run Wild.