To the man who can perfectly practice inaction, all things are possible.
I am a gift of joy that God gives to a wonderful world.
The Power which creates and sustains everything is now creating everything necessary to my happiness.
To the soul that knows its own divinity, all else must gravitate
No one can rob us of our own soul, and our spirit is already one with the eternal goodness.
Abundance is mine. I cannot be deprived of my supply. The trees do not lack for leaves, nor do the flowers fail to bloom.