“To nobly think the highest thought that I can reach,
To feel the mighty thrill of kindling aspiration,
To hate with ardent soul all base, ignoble schemes,
To match a steadfast will against the tempter’s arts,
To do my daily duty in heroic mood,
To take my cross and follow Christ unmurmuringly,
To love my fellow men as truly as myself,
To feed the hungry mouth, to clothe the naked back,
To visit them that sit in dismal prison cell,
To love my God with all my heart and souls and strength–
Such holy work as this is heaven begun on earth.”
Manners are very important. Some people will tell you that if a person is genuine in character, it makes small difference what kind of manners he has. But this is not true. A man may have the goodness of a saint, but if he is rude, awkward, lacking refinement, a large measure of the value of his goodness is lost. Manners are the language in which the life interprets itself; ofttimes much of the sweetness and beauty of the heart’s gentle thoughts and feelings is lost in the faulty translation.
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