Real Happiness Is So Simple That Most

When A Man Feels Throbbing Within Him The Power To Do What He Undertakes As Well As It Can Possibly Be Done, This Is Happiness, This Is Success.

Every Thought Which Enters The Mind, Every Word We Utter, Every Deed We Perform, Makes Its Impression Upon The Inmost Fiber Of Our Being And The Result Of These Impressions Is Our Character. The Study Of Books, Of Music, Or Of The Fine Arts Is Not Essential To A Lofty Character. It Rests With The Worker Whether A Rude Piece Of Marble Shall Be Squared Into A Horse-block Or Carved Into An Apollo, A Psyche, Or A Venus Di Milo. It Is Yours, If You Choose, To Develop A Spiritual Form More Beautiful Than Any Of These, Instinct With Immortal Life, Refulgent With All The Glory Of Character.

How True It Is That, If We Are Cheerful And Contented, All Nature Smiles, The Air Seems More Balmy, The Sky Clearer, The Earth Has A Brighter Green... The Flowers Are More Fragrant... And The Sun, Moon, And Stars All Appear More Beautiful, And Seem To Rejoice With Us.

The World Makes Way For The Man With An Idea.

Whatever Comes To Us In Life We Create First In Our Mentality. As The Building Is A Reality In All Its Details In The Architects Mind Before A Stone Or Brick Is Laid, So We Create Mentally Everything Which Later Becomes A Reality In Our Achievement.