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Take another look at the picture at the beginning of this article and
you may see what will happen to all who lock horns in labor disagreements, and
remember that it is always the bones of the workers (and not those of the
leaders of either the unions or the industries) that "lie bleaching in the
sun" after the fight is over. When you feel yourself preparing to "lock
horns" with someone remember that it will be more profitable if you LOCK
HANDS instead!
A warm, hearty hand-shake leaves no bones bleaching in
the sun.
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"LOVE is the only bow on life's dark cloud. It is the Morning
and the Evening Star. It shines upon the cradle of the babe,
and sheds its radiance upon the quiet tomb. It is the mother
of Art, inspirer of poet, patriot and philosopher. It is the air
and light of every heart, builder of every home, kindler of
every fire on every hearth.
It was the first to dream of immortality.
It fills the world with
melody, for Music is the voice of Love. Love is the magician,
the enchanter, that changes worthless things to joy, and
makes right royal kings and queens of common clay.
It is the perfume of the wondrous flower - the heart - and
without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less
than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven and we are gods
INGERSOLL.
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Cultivate LOVE for your fellow man and you will no longer want to
lock horns with him in futile combat. Love makes every man his
brother's keeper.
Love, indeed, is light from heaven;
A spark of that immortal fire
With angels shared, by Allah given,
To lift from earth our low desire.
Devotion wafts the mind above,
But heaven itself descends in love;
A feeling from the Godhead caught,
To wean from self each sordid thought;
A ray of Him who form'd the whole; A glory circling round the soul:
BYRON.
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NO ONE HAS GIVEN YOU AN
OPPORTUNITY?
HAS IT EVER OCCURRED TO
YOU TO CREATE OPPORTUNITY FOR YOURSELF?
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