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- Behold the Lord hath a mighty and strong one, which as a tempest of hail and a destroying storm, as a flood of mighty water overflowing, shall cast down to the earth with the hand. The crown of pride, the drunkards of Ephraim, shall be trodden under feet. And the glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fat valley, shall be a fading flower, and as the hasty fruit before the summer; which when he that looketh upon it seeth, while it is yet in his hand he eateth it up. In that day shall the Lord of hosts be for a crown of glory, and for a diadem of beauty, unto the residue of his people, And the spirit of judgment to him that sitteth in judgment, and for strength to them that turn the battle to the gate. Whom shall he teach knowledge? And whom shall he make to understand doctrine? Them that are weaned from the milk, and drawn from the breasts. For with stammering lips and another tongue will he speak to this people. To whom he said, This is the rest wherewith ye may cause the weary to rest; and this is the refreshing; yet they would not hear.
~Isaiah 28:2-6, 9, 11-12
- We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's evening. Some of us let these great dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who hope that their dreams will come true.
~Woodrow Wilson
- Processionary caterpillars feed upon pine needles. They move through the trees in a long procession, one leading and the others following---each with his eyes half-closed and his head snugly fitted against the rear extremity of his predecessor. Jean-Henri Fabre, the great French naturalist, after patiently experimenting with a group of the caterpillars finally enticed them to the rim of a large flower pot where he succeeded in getting the first one connected up with the last one, thus forming a complete circle, which started moving around in a procession, which had neither beginning nor end. The naturalist expected that after awhile they would catch on to the joke, get tired of their useless march and start off in some new direction. But not so. Through sheer force of habit, the living, creeping circle kept moving around the rim of the pot---around and around, keeping the same relentless pace for seven days and seven nights---and would doubtless have continued longer had it not been for sheer exhaustion and ultimate starvation. Incidentally, an ample supply of food was close at hand and plainly visible, but it was outside the range of the circle, so they continued along the unbeaten path. They were following instinct--habit--custom--tradition--precedent--past experience--"standard practice"--or whatever you may choose to call it, but they were following blindly. They mistook activity for accomplishment. They meant well--but they got no place.
~Unknown
- Success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached in life as by the obstacles which he has overcome while trying to succeed.
~Washington, Booker T.
