We Must Learn That To

Selfishness Corrodes. Unselfishness Ennobles, Satisfies. Don't Put Off The Joy Derivable From Doing Helpful, Kindly Things For Others.

To Get The Most Out Of The World One Must Conscientiously Strive To Put The Most Into It. Life Without Worthy Ideals Becomes Wholly Unsatisfying, Sour. If Our Supreme Objective Is To Serve, No Blow Fate May Administer Can Daunt Us.

That Which Is Useless Dies. Animals That Fail To Serve Some Useful Purpose In The Scheme Of Things Slowly But Surely Become Extinct. Let Any Part Of The Human Body Cease To Perform Its Ordained Function, And It Withers-as When An Arm Is Kept Long In A Sling. This Same Decree, That Nothing Useless Is Permitted To Survive, Runs Through The Mind Of The Industrial World.

The Things That Are Most Worthwhile In Life Are Really Those Within The Reach Of Almost Every Normal Human Being Who Cares To Seek Them Out.

The Young Man Who Addresses Himself In Stern Earnest To Organizing His Life-his Habits, His Associations, His Reading, His Study, His Work-stands Far More Chance Of Rising To A Position Affording Him Opportunity To Exercise His Organizing Abilities Than The Fellow Who Dawdles Along Without Chart Or Compass, Without Plan Or Purpose, Without Self-improvement And Self-discipline.