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"Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, has earned a night's repose."
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"Stand tall on the summit after a tedious climb. Take in the remarkable scenery and the exhilaration of accomplishment. But don't pause for long, there are greater mountains to climb while you still possess the drive and capacity to do so."
"A successful person's life is made up of a time when he gets out of bed, and a time he goes to bed; and in-between them is filled up with a time that he makes sure something definitely happened!"
"Don't expect others to hand success to you. Create it - with heart, energy and enterprise - and you'll make it come true."
"Many people do not understand why they cannot do well in their lives, even with a lot of training, using short- term and long term plans and most importantly having a huge potential."
"Great men look greater than yesterday."
"Every man has a need to be great at something."
"What you conquer in your youth is your trophy in adulthood."
"The greater the fruit a tree bears, the greater the number of stones thrown at it."
"When you can actually measure your day by how much time is converted into products, then you are a great force on the earth."
"A person can be successful in any sphere that God has called him to."
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"Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small; Though with patience He stands waiting, with exactness grinds He all."
"If Spring came but once in a century, instead of once a year, or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake, and not in silence, what wonder and expectation there would be in all hearts to behold the miraculous change! But now the silent succession suggests nothing but necessity. To most men only the cessation of the miracle would be miraculous and the perpetual exercise of God's power seems less wonderful than its withdrawal would be."
"Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat."
"Sadly as some old mediaeval knightGazed at the arms he could no longer wield,The sword two-handed and the shining shieldSuspended in the hall, and full in sight,While secret longings for the lost delightOf tourney or adventure in the fieldCame over him, and tears but half concealedTrembled and fell upon his beard of white,So I behold these books upon their shelf,My ornaments and arms of other days;Not wholly useless, though no longer used,For they remind me of my other self,Younger and stronger, and the pleasant waysIn which I walked, now clouded and confused."
"How beautiful is youth! how bright it gleams With its illusions aspirations dreams! Book of Beginnings Story without End Each maid a heroine and each man a friend!"
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