and truly it demands something divine, in him who has cast off the common motives of humanity, and has ventured to trust himself as a taskmaster. high be his heart, faithful his will, clear his sight, that he may in good earnest be doctrine, society, law, to himself, that a simple purpose may be to him as strong as iron necessity is to others. it takes something special to overcome the common low ambitions of man.
if any man consider the present aspects of what is called by distinction society, he will see the need of these ethics. the sinew and heart of man seem to be drawn out, and we are become timorous, desponding whimperers. we are afraid of truth, afraid of fortune, afraid of death, and afraid of each other. our age yields no great and divine persons.
we must be prepared to make a sacrifice of ourselves for the welfare of the current and future age. with everyday we make history, a little compassion goes a long way. by listening to ourselves we make room for listening to others. whoever seeks to benefit himself and his family can never be completely happy. all man is a family. all that we receive is a reflection of what we give.
we want men and women who shall renovate life and our social state, heed to your calling; but, we see that, most natures are insolvent, cannot satisfy their own desires, have an ambition out of all proportion to their practical force, and do lean and beg day and night continually never seeming to be happy. a noble life begins with gratitude. our housekeeping is mendicant, our arts, our occupations, our marriages, our religion, we have not chosen, but society has chosen for us. the foregoing generation must learn from the mistakes of the preceding. it is for us to change tomorrow. let us not be parlor soldiers, shunning the rugged battle of fate, where strength is born. joy is in living not in postponing.