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Profound and powerful forces are shaking and remaking our world, and the urgent question of our time is whether we can make change our friend and not our enemy.

The very thing which is now the cause of thy great grief ought to have brought thee tranquillity.

There are but two directions in this life in which you can grow; backward or forward.

Every man hath two birth-days: two days, at least, in every year, which set him upon revolving the lapse of time, as it affects his mortal duration.

In proportion as the years both lessen and shorten, I set more count upon their periods, and would fain lay my ineffectual finger upon the spoke of the great wheel.

Not childhood alone, but the young man till thirty, never feels practically that he is mortal.

A thing was worth buying then, when we felt the money that we paid for it.

In brief, whatever you want, produce that something in yourself, and you will positively gravitate towards the corresponding conditions in the external world.

In that category before anything else comes old age, to which all wish to attain, and at which all grumble when attained.

And he saith unto them, Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men.

The art of life lies in a constant readjustment to our surroundings.

She was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world

Denial of the right to experiment may be fraught with serious consequences to the nation.

Our destiny in the midst of change will rest on the unchanged character of our people, and on their faith.

Observe continually that all things exist in change; and keep this thought ever with you, that Nature loves nothing more than changing what things now are, and making others like them.

The race is never over. The journey has no port. The adventure never ends because we are always on our way.

As therefore the shoe is shaped by the foot, and not the foot by the shoe, so does the disposition make the life similar to itself.

as the strings of the bow and lyre are alternately tightened and relaxed, so is it with the order of the world; in human affairs there is nothing pure and without alloy

Every promise of the soul has innumerable fulfilments; each of its joys ripens into a new want.

Though slowly and with pain, the objects of the affections change, as the objects of thought do.

Thus even love, which is the deification of persons, must become more impersonal every day.

A species of thick clothing slowly grows about the mind, the pores are choked, little habits become a part of existence, and by degrees the mind is inclosed in a husk.

The length of man's life, which is endless to the brave and busy, is scorned by his ambitious thought.

The natural flights of the human mind are not from pleasure to pleasure, but from hope to hope.

The great crisis must come, or no man has the chance to develop great qualities.