Work is the grand cure of all the maladies and miseries that ever beset mankind.

The depth of our despair measures what capability and height of claim we have to hope.

The universe is but one vast Symbol of God.

Nothing builds self-esteem and self-confidence like accomplishment.

The situation that has not its duty, its ideal, was never yet occupied by man. Yes, here, in this poor, miserable, hampered, despicable actual, wherein thou even now standest, here or nowhere is thy ideal; work it out therefrom, and, working, believe, live, be free. Fool! the ideal is in thyself.

The mystical bond of brotherhood makes all men brothers.

No good book, or good thing of any sort, shows its best face at first.