Character Is A Mark Cut Upon Something,

A Great Many People Never Really Discover Themselves Until Ruin Stares Them In The Face. They Do Not Seem To Know How To Bring Out Their Reserves Until They Are Overtaken By An Overwhelming Disaster, Or Until The Sight Of Their Blighted Prospects And Of The Wreck Of Their Homes And Happiness Stirs Them To The Very Center Of Their Beings.... There Is Something In Defeat Which Puts New Determination Into A Man Of Mettle.

Who Can Estimate The Real Wealth That Inheres In A Fine Character. . . . How Base And Mean Money And Huge Estates Look In Comparison. All Other Things Fade Before It. Its Touch Is Like Magic To Win Friendship, Influence, Power. Can You Afford To Chill, To Discourage, To Crush Out Of Your Life This Sweet, Sensitive Plant, Which Would Flower In Your Nature And Give Added Glory To Your Life, For The Sake Of A Few Dollars, A Little Questionable Fame?

You Will Find The Whole World Will Change To You When You Change Your Attitude Toward It.

Talk Happiness. The World Is Sad Enough Without Your Woe.

Just Make Up Your Mind At The Very Outset That Your Work Is Going To Stand For Quality... That You Are Going To Stamp A Superior Quality Upon Everything That Goes Out Of Your Hands, That Whatever You Do Shall Bear The Hallmark Of Excellence.