Few Are There That Will

People May Be Said To Resemble The Pieces Of A Puzzle, Each Unique, Yet Each Essential To Bring Out A Complete Picture.

There Is A Universal Element In Man Which He Can Assert By So Acting As If The Purpose Of The Universe Were Also His Purpose. It Is The Function Of The Supreme Ordeals Of Life To Develop In Men This Power, To Give To Their Life This Distinction, This Height Of Dignity, These Vast Horizons.

The Unique Personality Which Is The Real Life In Me, I Cannot Gain Unless I Search For The Real Life, The Spiritual Quality, In Others.

We Stand, As It Were, On The Shore, And See Multitudes Of Our Fellow Beings Struggling In The Water, Stretching Forth Their Arms, Sinking, Drowning, And We Are Powerless To Assist Them.

The Unique Personality Which Is The Real Life In Me, I Can Not Gain Unless I Search For The Real Life, The Spiritual Quality, In Others. I Am Myself Spiritually Dead Unless I Reach Out To The Fine Quality Dormant In Others. For It Is Only With The God Enthroned In The Innermost Shrine Of The Other, That The God Hidden In Me, Will Consent To Appear.