I Grow More And More Suspicious Of

There Is No Blindness More Insidious, More Fatal That This Race For Profit.

I Fall, I Stand Still... I Trudge On. I Gain A Little... I Get More Eager And Climb Higher And Begin To See The Widening Horizon. Every Struggle Is A Victory.

Blindness Is An Unfortunate Handicap But True Vision Does Not Require The Eyes.

I Do Not Want The Peace Which Passeth Understanding, I Want The Understanding Which Bringeth Peace.

Every Optimist Moves Along With Progress And Hastens It, While Every Pessimist Would Keep The Worlds At A Standstill. The Consequence Of Pessimism In The Life Of A Nation Is The Same As In The Life Of The Individual. Pessimism Kills The Instinct That Urges Men To Struggle Against Poverty, Ignorance And Crime, And Dries Up All The Fountains Of Joy In The World.