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He Who Sincerely Seeks His Real Purpose In Life Is Himself Sought By That Purpose. As He Concentrates On That Search A Light Begins To Clear His Confusion, Call It Revelation, Call It Inspiration, Call It What You Will. It Is Mistrust That Misleads. Sincerity Leads Straight To The Goal.

My Heart Is Tuned To The Quietness That The Stillness Of Nature Inspires.

The Mystery Of Sound Is Mysticism; The Harmony Of Life Is Religion. The Knowledge Of Vibrations Is Metaphysics, The Analysis Of Atoms Is Science, And Their Harmonious Grouping Is Art. The Rhythm Of Form Is Poetry, And The Rhythm Of Sound Is Music. This Shows That Music Is The Art Of Arts And The Science Of Allsciences; And It Contains The Fountain Of All Knowledge Within Itself.

I Asked For Strength, And God Gave Me Difficulties To Make Me Strong. I Asked For Wisdom, And God Gave Me Problems To Learn To Solve. I Asked For Prosperity, And God Gave Me A Brain And Brawn To Work. I Asked For Courage, And God Gave Me Dangers To Overcome. I Asked For Love, And God Gave Me People To Help. I Asked For Favors, And God Gave Me Opportunities. I Received Nothing I Wanted. I Received Everything I Needed.

Among All The Valuable Things Of This World, The Word Is The Most Precious. For In The Word One Can Find A Light Which Gems And Jewels Do Not Possess; A Word May Contain So Much Life That It Can Heal The Wounds Of The Heart. Therefore, Poetry In Which The Soul Is Expressed Is As Living As A Human Being. The Greatest Reward That God Bestows On Man Is Eloquence And Poetry. This Is Not An Exaggeration, For It Is The Gift Of The Poet That Culminates, In Time, With The Gift Of Prophecy.