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The Best Of All The Preachers Are The Men Who Live Their Creeds.

-Edgar Guest

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The Best Of All The Preachers Are The Men Who Live Their Creeds.

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Courage Must Come From The Soul Within; The Man Must Furnish The Will To Win. So Figure It Out For Yourself, My Lad. You Were Born With All That The Great Have Had.

But Keep On Working And Hoping Still. For In Spite Of The Grumblers Who Stand About, Somehow, It Seems, All Things Work Out.

Tomorrow--there's No Day So Fair, It Knows No Sorrow; A Day That Banishes Despair, Joy Rules Tomorrow.

The World Is No Longer Closed To Us In The Way It Was In The Past - Present Generations Have Unparalleled Access To Pretty Much All Corners Of The Globe.

Life Is Like A Cocktail, Made Up For The Most Part Of Sweet Things, And Tinged With A Dash Of Bitters. We Must Drain It To The Dregs To Get At The Cherry, Just As We Must Live A Full And Rounded Life To Know All Its Pleasures.

No One Is Beat Till He Quits, No One Is Through Till He Stops. No Matter How Hard Failure Hits, No Matter How Often He Drops, A Fellow's Not Down Till He Lies In The Dust And Refuses To Rise.

Spring's Greatest Joy Beyond A Doubt Is When It Brings The Children Out.

All The World Loves A Lover, But How It Does Laugh At His Love Letters.

The Making Of Friends Life Is Sweet Because Of The Friends We Have Made And The Things Which In Common We Share; We Want To Live On, Not Because Of Ourselves, But Because Of The Ones Who Would Care. It's Living And Doing For Somebody Else On That All Of Life's Splendor Depends, And The Joy Of It All, When We Count It All Up, Is Found In The Making Of Friends.

Let Me Be A Little Kinder, Let Me Be A Little Blinder To The Faults Of Those Around Me.

I Take Simple Everyday Things That Happen To Me And I Figure It Happens To A Lot Of Other People And I Make Simple Rhymes Out Of Them.

Everyday Things

I Take The Family Shopping Round. The Markets Of The World.

Love Has The Patience To Endure The Fault It Sees But Cannot Cure.

Who Does His Task From Day To Day And Meets Whatever Comes His Way, Believing God Has Willed It So, Has Found Real Greatness Here Below. Who Guards His Post, No Matter Where, Believing God Must Need Him There, Although But Lowly Toil It Be, Has Risen To Nobility. For Great And Low There's Just One Test, 'tis That Each Man Shall Do His Best, Who Works With All The Strength He Can, Shall Never Die In Debt To Man.

There Is An Education Of The Mind Which All Require And Parents Only Start. But There Is Training Of A Nobler Kind And That's The Education Of The Heart. Lessons That Are Most Difficult To Give Are Faith And Courage And The Way To Live.

I'd Rather See A Sermon Than Hear One Any Day; I'd Rather One Should Walk With Me Than Merely Tell The Way.

Fine Counsel Is Confusing, But Example Is Always Clear

It Takes A Heap O' Livin' In A House T' Make It Home

If You Never Take A Chance, You Will Never Be Defeated - But You Will Never Accomplish Anything Either.

I Want To Be Able, As Days Go By, Always To Look Myself Straight In The Eye.

I'd Like To Be The Sort Of Friend That You Have Been To Me. I'd Like To Be The Help That You've Been Always Glad To Be; I'd Like To Mean As Much To You Each Minute Of The Day, As You Have Meant, Old Friend Of Mine, To Me Along The Way.

Be A Friend. You Don't Need Glory. Friendship Is A Simple Story.

The Proof Of A Man Is The Danger Test, That Shows Him Up At His Worst Or Best.

I Have To Live With Myself And So, I Want To Be Fit For Myself To Know.

One Deed Of Kindness Noticed Is Worth Forty That Are Told.

Columbus Dreamed Of An Unknown Shore At The Rim Of A Far Flung Sky.

For Age Is Not Alone Of Time, Or We Should Never See Men Old And Bent At Forty And Men Young At Seventy-three.

At Christmas A Man Is At His Finest Towards The Finish Of The Year; He Is Almost What He Should Be When The Christmas Season's Here; Then He's Thinking More Of Others Than He's Thought The Months Before, And The Laughter Of His Children Is A Joy Worth Toiling For. He Is Less A Selfish Creature Than At Any Other Time; When The Christmas Spirit Rules Him He Comes Close To The Sublime.

Away From The Tumult Of Motor And Mill I Want To Be Care-free; I Want To Be Still! I'm Weary Of Doing Things; Weary Of Words I Want To Be One With The Blossoms And Birds.

Oh, You'll Not Be Any Poorer If You Smile Along Your Way. And Your Lot Will Not Be Harder For The Kindly Things You Say. Don't Imagine You Are Wasting Time For Others That You Spend. You Can Rise To Wealth And Glory And Still Pause To Be A Friend.

If Your Purse No Longer Bulges And You've Lost Your Golden Treasure, If Times You Think You're Lonely And Have Hungry Grown For Pleasure, Don't Sit By Your Hearth And Grumble, Don't Let Mind And Spirit Harden. If It's Thrills Of Joy You Wish For Get To Work And Plant A Garden! If It's Drama That You Sigh For, Plant A Garden And You'll Get It You Will Know The Thrill Of Battle Fighting Foes That Will Beset It If You Long For Entertainment And For Pageantry Most Glowing, Plant A Garden And This Summer Spend Your Time With Green Things Growing.

You Are The Person Who Has To Decide. Whether You'll Do It Or Toss It Aside; You Are The Person Who Makes Up Your Mind. Whether You'll Lead Or Will Linger Behind. Whether You'll Try For The Goal That's Afar. Or Just Be Contented To Stay Where You Are.

Somebody Scoffed, Oh, You'll Never To That - At Least No One Ever Has Done It; But He Took Off His Coat And He Took Off His Hat, And The First Thing We Knew, He'd Begun It.

Every Thought And Every Act Were To Keep This Home In Tact.

The Best Of All The Preachers Are The Men Who Live Their Creeds.

Somebody Said That It Couldn't Be Done But He With A Chuckle Replied That "maybe It Couldn't," But He Would Be One Who Wouldn't Say So Till He Tried. So He Buckled Right In With The Trace Of A Grin On His Face. If He Worried He Hid It. He Started To Sing As He Tackled The Thing That Couldn't Be Done, And He Did It.

The Lectures You Deliver May Be Wise And True, But I'd Rather Get My Lessons By Observing What You Do. I May Not Understand The High Advise You Like To Give, But There's No Misunderstanding How You Act And How You Live.

But Here In The Struggle For Fame And Pelf I Want To Be Able To Like Myself. I Don't Want To Look At Myself And Know That I'm Bluster And Buff And Empty Show.

There's Nothing That Builds Up A Toil-weary Soul Like A Day On A Stream, Back On The Banks Of The Old Fishing Hole Where A Fellow Can Dream. There's Nothing So Good For A Man As To Flee From The City And Lie Full Length In The Shade Of A Whispering Tree And Gaze At The Sky. . . . . It Is Good For The World That Men Hunger To Go To The Banks Of A Stream, And Weary Of Sham And Of Pomp And Of Show They Have Somewhere To Dream. For This Life Would Be Dreary And Sordid And Base Did They Not Now And Then Seek Refreshment And Calm In God's Wide, Open Space And Come Back To Be Men.

He Started To Sing As He Tackled The Thing. That Couldn't Be Done, And He Did It.

Positive Thinking

The Man Who Wants A Garden Fair, Or Small Or Very Big, With Flowers Growing Here And There, Must Bend His Back And Dig. The Things Are Mighty Few On Earth That Wishes Can Attain. Whate'er We Want Of Any Worth We've Got To Work To Gain. It Matters Not What Goal You Seek, It's Secret Here Reposes: You've Got To Dig From Week To Week To Get Results Or Roses.

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