The slaughterhouse of failure is not my destiny.
Good habits are the key to all success. Bad habits are the unlocked door to failure.
Weak is he who permits his thoughts to control his actions; strong is he who forces his actions to control his thoughts.
If I must be a slave to habit let me be a slave to good habits.
He who worries about calamities suffers them twice over.
I determine to render more and better service, each day, than I am being paid to render. Those that reach the top are the ones who are not content with doing only what is required of them.
Many succumb to despair and fail without realizing that they already possess all the tools needed to acquire great wealth.
We are unhappy because we no longer have our self esteem. We are unhappy, because we no longer believe we are a special miracle, a special creation of God. We have lost faith in ourselves.
Take great comfort in knowing that ALL great feats are accomplished one small step at a time.
Laugh, and your life will be lengthened, for this is the great secret of long life.
I can accomplish far more than I have, and I will, for why would the miracle which produced me end with my birth? Why can I not extend that miracle to my deeds of today?
Cultivate the habit of laughter.
A field of clay touched by the genius of man becomes a castle.
I need not wait for I have the power to choose my own destiny.
I will form good habits and become their slaves.
I will smile at friend and foe alike and make every effort to find, in him or her, a quality to praise, now that I realize the deepest yearning of human nature is the craving to be appreciated.
Live this day as if it will be your last. Remember that you will only find “tomorrow” on the calendars of fools.
Realize that true happiness lies within you. Waste no time and effort searching for peace and contentment and joy in the world outside.
The wind is never for the sailor who knows not to what port he is bound.
The master of a single trade can support a family. The master of seven trades cannot support himself. The wind is never for the sailor who knows not to what port he is bound.
Use wisely your power of choice.