The More Tranquil A Man Becomes, The

He Thinks In Secret, And It Comes To Pass: Environment Is But His Looking Glass.

And I May Stand Where Health, Success, And Power Await My Coming, If, Each Fleeting Hour I Cling To Love And Patience; And Abide With Stainlessness; And Never Step Aside From High Integrity; So Shall I See At Last The Land Of Immortality.

No Duty Is More Urgent Than That Of Returning Thanks.

A Strong Man Cannot Help A Weaker Unless The Weaker Is Willing To Be Helped, And Even Then The Weak Man Must Become Strong Of Himself; He Must, By His Own Efforts, Develop The Strength Which He Admires In Another. None But Himself Can Alter His Condition.

Circumstance Does Not Make The Man; It Reveals Him To Himself.