The superior man is the providence of the inferior. He is eyes for the blind, strength for the weak, and a shield for the defenseless. He stands erect by bending above the fallen. He rises by lifting others.
When my external environment is clouded in doubt and despair . . . when the tempests of destruction are making my dreams of success tremble like the topmost spar of a helpless ship-when the skies seem to hold the closing ruin of all my fondest hopes, my mind, superior amid the outrages of this material world, rests upon the solid!, immovable foundation of Faith. There is nothing in myself, but all is in my Master.