For all your days be prepared, and meet them ever alike. When you are the anvil, bear - when you are the hammer, strike.

By a divine paradox, wherever there is one slave there are two. So in the wonderful reciprocities of being, we can never reach the higher levels until all our fellows ascend with us.

Defeat may serve as well as victory to shake the soul and let the glory out.

We are all blind until we see That in the human plan Nothing is worth the making If it does not make the man. Why build these cities glorious If man unbuilded goes? We build the world in vain Unless the builders also grow.

Lincoln, the Man of the People

For all your days be prepared, and meet them ever alike. When you are the anvil, bear - when you are the hammer, strike.

Three were the fates. Poverty that chains; gray drudgery that grinds the hope away, and gaping ignorance that starves the soul.