A Man's Errors Are What Make Him

Talent Develops In Quiet, Alone; Character Is Sharpened In The Torrent Of The World.

The Greatest Thing In This World Is Not So Much Where We Stand As In What Direction We Are Moving.

Does Not Man Lack The Force At The Very Point Where He Needs It Most? And When He Soars Upward In Joy, Or Sinks Down In Suffering, Is Not Checked In Both, Is He Not Returned Again To The Dull, Cold Sphere Of Awareness, Just When He Was Longing To Lose Himself In The Fullness Of The Infinite.

The Loss Of A Much-prized Treasure Is Only Half Felt When We Have Not Regarded Its Tenure As Secure.

Hope Enough To Remove All Anxious Fears Concerning The Future.