There Is A Passion For Perfection Which

Over The Shoulders And Slopes Of The Dune I Saw The White Daisies Go Down To The Sea, A Host In The Sunshine, An Army In June, The People God Sends Us To Set Our Heart Free.

It Is Not Being Out At Heels That Makes A Man Discontented, It Is Being Out At Heart. To Be Contented Is To Be Good Friends With Yourself.

There Is A Passion For Perfection Which You Will Rarely See Fully Developed; But You May Note This Fact, That In Successful Lives It Is Never Wholly Lacking.

There Is Only One Way In The World To Be Distinguished. Follow Your Instinct! Be Yourself, And You'll Be Somebody. Be One More Blind Follower Of The Blind, And You Will Have The Oblivion You Desire.

Indifference May Not Wreck A Man's Life At Any One Turn, But It Will Destroy Him With A Kind Of Dry-rot In The Long Run.