It is a low benefit to give me something; it is a high benefit to enable me to do something of myself.--EMERSON Greatly begin! though thou hast time But for a line, be that sublime,-- Not failure, but low aim, is crime. --LOWELL Never give up! 'Tis the secret of glory; Nothing so wise can philosophy preach; Look at the lives that are famous in story; "Never give up" is the lesson they teach. It is a good thing to be rich, and a good thing to be strong, but it is a better thing to be beloved of many friends.--EURIPIDES Do what conscience says is right; Do what reason says is best; Do with all your mind and might; Do your duty, and be blest. What men want is not talent, it is purpose; in other words, not the power to achieve, but the will to labour.--BULWER-LYTTON So nigh is grandeur to our dust, So near is God to man, When Duty whispers low, _Thou must_, The soul replies _I can_. --EMERSON Habit is a cable; we weave a thread of it each day, and it becomes so strong we cannot break it.--HORACE MANN Ponder well, and know the right, Onward then, with all thy might! Haste not! years can ne'er atone For one reckless action done. --GOETHE Our grand business is not to see what lies dimly at a distance, but to do what lies clearly at hand.--CARLYLE Slight is the sting of his trouble whose winnings are less than his worth: For he who is honest is noble, whatever his fortune or birth. --ALICE CARY Press on! There's no such word as fail! Push nobly on! The goal is near! Ascend the mountain! Breast the gale! Look upward, onward--never fear! He who has a thousand friends Has not a friend to spare; And he who has one enemy Will meet him everywhere. --OMAR KHAYYAM Work for some good, be it ever so slowly; Cherish some flower, be it ever so lowly; Labour!--all labour is noble and holy. --FRANCES S. OSGOOD A man should never be ashamed to own he has been in the wrong; which is but saying in other words that he is wiser to-day than he was yesterday.--POPE Tender-handed stroke a nettle, And it stings you for your pains; Grasp it like a man of mettle, And it soft as silk remains. Fill up each hour with what will last; Buy up the moments as they go; The life above, when this is past, Is the ripe fruit of life below.