The Ant who devours a tiger

I will be liken to the raindrop which washes away the mountain;
the ant who devours a tiger; 
the stars which brighten the earth; 
the slave who builds a pyramid. 

I will build my castle one brick at a time for I know that small attempts, repeated will complete any undertaking.

I was not delivered in this world in defeat

I am not a sheep waiting to be prodded by my shepherd. I am a lion and I refuse to talk, walk, to sleep with the sheep. I will hear not those who weep and complain, for their disease is contagious. Let them join the sheep. The slaughterhouse of failure is not my destiny.

I will persist until I succeed

 

In the Orient young bulls are tested for the fight arena in a certain manner. Each is brought to the ring and allowed to attack a picador who pricks them with a lance. The bravery of each bull is ten rated with care according to the number of times he demonstrates his willingness to charge in spite of the sting of the blade. Henceforth will I recognize that each day I am tested by life in like manner. If I persist, If I continue to charge forward, I will succeed.

I will love myself

For when I do, I will zealously inspect all things which enter my body, my mind, my soul, my heart. Never will I indulge in the request of my flesh, rather I will cherish my body with cleanliness and moderation. Never will I allow my mind to be attracted to evil and despair, rather I will uplift it with the knowledge and wisdom of the ages. Never will I allow my soul to be complacent and satisfied, rather I will feed it with meditation and prayer, Never will I allow my heart to be small and bitter, rather I will share it and it will grow and warm the earth.

Love is my weapon

Love is my weapon to open the hearts of men, love is also my shield to repulse the arrows of hate and the spears of anger. Adversity and discouragement will beat against my new shield and become as the softest of rain.

I will look on all things with love

I will love the sun for it warms my bones yet I will love the rain for it cleanses my spirit. I will love the light for it shows me the way yet I will love the darkness for it shows me the stars. I will welcome happines for it enlarges my heart yet I will endure sadness for it opens my soul. I will acknowledge rewards for they are my due yet I will welcome obstacles for they are my challenge.

I will greet this day with love in my heart

Muscle can split a shield and even destroy life but only the unseen power of love can open the hearts of men. I will make my love my greatest weapon and none on whom I call can defend against its force. My reasoning they may counter; my speech they may distrust; my apparel they may disapprove; my face they may reject; yet my love will melt all hearts like the sun whose rays soften the coldest clay.