What We Do For A Living Does

What We Sincerely Believe Regarding Ourselves Is True For Us.

Life Is Not Mean, It Is Grand; If It Is Mean To Any, He Or She Makes It So. God Made It Glorious. It Is Paved With Diamonds; Its Banks He Fringed With Flowers. He Overarched It With Stars. Around It He Spread The Glory Of The Physical Universe-suns, Moon, Worlds, Constellations, Systems-all That Is Magnificent In Motion, Sublime In Magnitude, And Grand In Order And Obedience. God Would Not Have Attended Life With This Broad March Of Grandeur If It Did Not Mean Something.

The Secret Of Happiness Is In A Cheerful, Contented Mind. He Is Poor Who Is Dissatisfied; He Is Rich Who Is Contented With What He Has, And Can Enjoy What Others Own.

It Is Psychological Law That Whatever We Desire To Accomplish We Must Impress Upon The Subjective Or Subconscious Mind.

Men Are Naturally Lazy, And Require Some Great Stimulus To Goad Their Flagging Ambitions And Enable Them To Overcome The Inertia Which Comes From Ease And The Consciousness Of Inherited Wealth. Whatever Lessens In A Young Man The Feeling That He Must Make His Way In The World Cripples His Chance Of Success. Poverty Has Ever Been The Priceless Spur That Has Goaded Man Up To His Own Loaf.