We should be involved in quiet acts of selfless service.

We are in a position, as musicians, to touch the souls of those who listen.

O timid one, awaken, exert yourself, draw back the curtains your training and background have hung over the windows of your soul.

We do believe in setting goals. We live by goals. In athletics we always have a goal. When we go to school, we have the goal of graduation and degrees. Our total existence is goal-oriented. We must have goals to make progress, encouraged by keeping records . . . as the swimmer or the jumper or the runner does . . . Progress is easier when it is timed, checked, and measured. . . .Goals are good. Laboring with a distant aim sets the mind in a higher key and puts us at our best. Goals should always be made to a point that will make us reach and strain.

The only way we can keep our freedom is to work at it. Not some of us. All of us. Not some of the time, but all of the time.

Failure to plan brings barrenness and sterility. Fate brushes man with its wings, but we make our own fate largely.

Develop discipline of self so that you do not have to decide and re-decide what you will do when you are confronted with the same temptation time and time again. You need only decide some things once.