No horse gets anywhere until he is harnessed. No stream or gas drives anything until it is confined. No Niagara is ever turned into light and power until it is tunneled. No life ever grows great until it is focused, dedicated, disciplined.
No man learns to know his inmost nature by introspection, for he rates himself sometimes too low, and often too high, by his own measurement. Man knows himself only by comparing himself with other men; it is life that touches his genuine worth.
No man receives the full culture of a man in whom the sensibility to the beautiful is not cherished; and there is no condition of life from which it should be excluded. Of all luxuries this is the cheapest, and the most at hand, and most important to those conditions where coarse labor tends to give grossness to the mind.
No matter what we have come through, or how many perils we have safely passed, or how many imperfect and jagged - in some places perhaps irreparably - our life has been, we cannot in our heart of hearts imagine how it could have been different. As we look back on it, it slips in behind us in orderly array, and, with all its mistakes, acquires a sort of eternal fitness, and even, at times, of poetic glamour.
No one can/will insinuate himself/herself into someone else's destiny i.e. no matter how smart/sharp you think you are, you can't/won't manipulate your destiny. Moreover, that signifies until you engage and indulge in your God-given destiny, life is likely not to augur well with you. Therefore, endeavour at all cost to discover and fulfill your God-given destiny.
No one is done for/finished until the person involved thinks/says so. Listen up, life is a matter of choice of mentality, mindset and utterance. I mean, you have a sole right/choice to decide either to think/speak hopefully/positively or hopelessly/negatively. Yes of course, you've got the right/choice. But I urge you as usual. Irrespective of your current condition/ordeal choose to think/speak hopefully/positively and not at all the opposite. For, that's just the way you should think/speak all the time/way.
No thoughtful man ever came to the end of his life, and had time and a little space of calm from which to look back upon it, who did not know and acknowledge that it was what he had done unselfishly and for others, and nothing else, that satisfied him in the retrospect, and made him feel that he had played the man.