There Is Only One Thing For Us

If You Do Not Feel Yourself Growing In Your Work And Your Life Broadening And Deepening, If Your Task Is Not A Perpetual Tonic To You, You Have Not Found Your Place.

A Lobster, When Left High And Dry Among The Rock, Does Not Have The Sense Enough To Work His Way Back To The Sea, But Waits For The Sea To Come To Him. If It Does Not Come, He Remains Where He Is And Dies, Although The Slightest Effort Would Enable Him To Reach The Waves, Which Are Perhaps Within A Yard Of Him. The World Is Full Of Human Lobsters; People Stranded On The Rocks Of Indecision And Procrastination, Who, Instead Of Putting Forth Their Own Energies, Are Waiting For Some Grand Billow Of Good Fortune To Set Them Afloat.

Anybody Can Work When Everything Goes Smoothly, When There Is Nothing To Trouble Him; But A Man Must Be Made Of The Right Kind Of Stuff Who Can Rise Above The Things Which Harass And Handicap The Weak, And Do His Work In Spite Of Them. Indeed, This Is The Test Of Greatness.

Concentrate . . . For The Greatest Achievements Are Reserved For The Man Of Single Aim, In Whom No Rival Powers Divide The Empire Of The Soul.

Keep Fear Out Of Your Child's Mind, As You Would Keep Poison Out Of His Body; For Fear Is The Deadliest Of Mental Poisons.