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There is no quality that exerts more good, is of greater service to all
mankind during the course of the ordinary life, than the mind and the
heart that goes out in an all-embracing love for all, that is the
generator and the circulator of a genuine, hearty, wholesome sympathy
and courage and good cheer, that is not disturbed or upset by the
passing occurrence little or great, but that is serene, tranquil, and
conquering to the end, that is looking for the best, that is finding the
best, and that is inspiring the best in all. There is moreover, no
quality that when genuine brings such rich returns to its possessor by
virtue of the thoughts and the feelings that it inspires and calls forth
from others and that come back laden with their peaceful, stimulating,
healthful influences for you.

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Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate
How charged with punishment the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.

_William Earnest Henley_

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Thought is the great builder in human life: it is the determining
factor. Continually think thoughts that are good, and your life will
show forth in goodness, and your body in health and beauty. Continually
think evil thoughts, and your life will show forth in evil, and your
body in weakness and repulsiveness. Think thoughts of love, and you will
love and will be loved. Think thoughts of hatred, and you will hate and
will be hated. Each follows its kind.

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Every day is a fresh beginning,
Every morning is the world made new;
You who are weary of sorrow and sinning,
Here is a beautiful hope for you,
A hope for me and a hope for you.

All the past things are past and over,
The tasks are done, and the tears are shed.
Yesterday's errors let yesterday cover;
Yesterday's wounds, which smar