Poverty often hides her charms under an ugly mask; yet thousands have been forced into greatness by their very struggle to keep the wolf from the door.
ORISON SWETT MARDENAbsorb knowledge from every possible source and opportunity. Power gravitates to the man who knows how and why.
More Orison Swett Marden Quotes
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There is no law by which one can, as long as he thinks he can’t.
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Pessimism has never done anything but tear down and destroy what optimism has built up.
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How can I develop myself into the grandest possible manhood?
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Opportunities? They are all around us There is power lying latent everywhere waiting for the observant eye to discover it.
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No one has a corner on success. It is his who pays the price.
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The golden rule for every business man is this: ‘Put yourself in your customer’s place.’
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Most men fail, not through lack of education or agreeable personal qualities, but from lack of dogged determination, from lack of dauntless will.
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The best thing about giving of ourselves is that what we get is always better than what we give. The reaction is greater than the action.
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A strong, successful man is not the victim of his environment. He creates favorable conditions. His own inherent force and energy compel things to turn out as he desires.
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Find your purpose and fling your life out to it. Find a way or make one. Try with all your might. Self-made or never made.
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He can who thinks he can, and he can’t who thinks he can’t.
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All men who have achieved great things have been great dreamers.
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Good cheer is a great lubricant; it oils all of life’s machinery.
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It is what we do easily and what we like to do that we do well.
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Man becomes a slave to his constantly repeated acts. What he at first chooses, at last compels.
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