We Lift Ourselves By Our Thought.

No Matter How Humble Your Work May Seem, Do It In The Spirit Of An Artist, Of A Master. In This Way You Lift It Out Of Commonness And Rob It Of What Would Otherwise Be Drudgery.

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.

Great Men Are But Common Men More Fully Developed And Ripened.

The Universe Is One Great Kindergarten For Man. Everything That Exists Has Brought With It Its Own Peculiar Lesson. The Mountain Teaches Stability And Grandeur; The Ocean Immensity And Change. Forests, Lakes, And Rivers, Clouds And Winds, Stars And Flowers, Stupendous Glaciers And Crystal Snowflakes, - Every Form Of Animate Or Inanimate Existence, Leaves Its Impress Upon The Soul Of Man. Even The Bee And Ant Have Brought Their Little Lessons Of Industry And Economy.

Men Are Naturally Lazy, And Require Some Great Stimulus To Goad Their Flagging Ambitions And Enable Them To Overcome The Inertia Which Comes From Ease And The Consciousness Of Inherited Wealth. Whatever Lessens In A Young Man The Feeling That He Must Make His Way In The World Cripples His Chance Of Success. Poverty Has Ever Been The Priceless Spur That Has Goaded Man Up To His Own Loaf.