All the religions of the world are but speculations in morals, mere
theories of salvation, until the individual realize that he must save
himself by relying on the law of truth, as he sees it, and living his
life in harmony with it, as fully as he can. But religion is not a
Pullman car, with soft-cushioned seats, where he has but to pay for his
ticket,--and some one else does all the rest. In religion, as in all
other great things, he is ever thrown back on his self-reliance. He
should accept all helps, but,--he must live his own life. He should not
feel that he is a mere passenger; he is the engineer, and the train is
his life. We must rely on ourselves, live our own lives, or we merely
drift through existence,--losing all that is best, all that is
greatest, all that is divine.
All that others can do for us is to give us opportunity. We must ever
be prepared for the opportunity when it comes, and to go after it and
find it when it does not come, or that opportunity is to us,--nothing.
Life is but a succession of opportunities. They are for good or evil,--
as we make them.
Many of the alchemists of old felt that they lacked but one element; if
they could obtain that one, they believed they could transmute the
baser metals into pure gold.
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