Your Soul, your Mind, your Body cannot become ugly,
useless, imprisoned so long as you think supreme harmony,
dominion, and love. Thought makes your body a hovel, your
mind a madhouse, or thought makes your body a temple
and your mind a shrine where angels commune with you.
Environment, conditions, circumstances are not your
masters, they are materials out of which thought makes the
beautiful mosaics of character. Light the candle of a new
thought and diligently sweep every corner of your mind, and
you shall find the rare treasure—happiness. Put fun into your
thinking. Do not take yourself so serious, put the red blood
of mirth into your daily thinking. -
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