The birds are molting. If only man could molt also — his mind once a year its errors, his heart once a year its useless passions. – James Allen
A man sooner or later discovers that he is the master-gardener of his soul, the director of his life. – James Allen
Men are anxious to improve their circumstances, but are unwilling to improve themselves they therefore remain bound. – James Allen
Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so you shall become. Your vision is the promise of what you shall one day be your ideal is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil. – James Allen