Worry Is Evidence Of An Ill-controlled Brain;

If You Imagine That You Will Be Able To Achieve Your Ideal By Ingeniously Planning Out A Timetable With A Pen On A Piece Of Paper, You Had Better Give Up Hope At Once.if You Are Not Prepared For Discouragements And Disillusions; If You Will Not Be Content With A Small Result For A Big Effort, Then Do Not Begin. Lie Down Again And Resume The Uneasy Doze Which You Call Your Existence.

The Man Who Begins To Go To Bed Forty Minutes Before He Opens His Bedroom Door Is Bored; That Is To Say, He Is Not Living.

You Wake Up In The Morning, And Lo! Your Purse Is Magically Filled With Twenty-four Hours Of The Unmanufactured Tissue Of The Universe Of Your Life! It Is Yours. It Is The Most Precious Of Possessions. No One Can Take It From You. It Is Unstealable. And No One Receives Either More Or Less Than You Receive.

The Chief Beauty About Time Is That You Cannot Waste It In Advance. The Next Year, The Next Day, The Next Hour Are Lying Ready For You, As Perfect, As Unspoiled, As If You Had Never Wasted Or Misapplied A Single Moment In All Your Life. You Can Turn Over A New Leaf Every Hour If You Choose.

To The Artist Is Sometimes Granted A Sudden, Transient Insight Which Serves In This Matter For Experience. A Flash, And Where Previously The Brain Held A Dead Fact, The Soul Grasps A Living Truth! At Moments We Are All Artists.