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Personal Efficiency in Business. E-book. Formato PDF Edward Earle Purinton - Forgotten Books, 2017 -
A job is worth not what it pays, but what it teaches. There are in America today a number of men with salaries of or more, who held jobs not so long ago at $15 a week. How did they gain such promotion? For every dollar in money each man took from his job he took fifty or a hundred dol lars' worth Of knowledge. Thus each man ultimately fixed his own salary. The way to make an occupation valuable is to look on it as an education. The call Of the business world is for the man who knows. If also he is a man who thinks and who works, a thousand doors Of opportunity swing wide before him; he has but to choose, to enter, to command.
The Philosophy of Fasting. E-book. Formato PDF Edward Earle Purinton - Forgotten Books, 2017 -
They endure only when cemented by feeling and aligned by purpose. The field of literature is mostly a dreary brick-yard, with chipped and broken bits scattered about to mark what might have been had the builder known. Life is the only literature that lives. And if I had not first lived this book, it would never be worth the writing. To write for any other reason than that one mast is to insult oneself and to martyr one's friends. If you write only when you must, you may not always be considerate to your friends. But you will at least be true to yourself. And the perusal of your writings can never be too hard a price to pay for knowing some one who is sincere. Sincere humans are about as common as brave gazelles or compassionate tigers. The Philosophy of Fasting is a plea for human sincerity and a treatise on human wholeness. The first twenty-five years of my life I was anything but whole. Because I was anything but sincere. I did not dare be true to myself, or with my fellows. Civilization, classicism and orthodoxy had combined to make me appear what I was not and crucify what I was. Body, brain and soul, I was burdened with a mass of externals that weighed heavier and sunk deeper day by day, until the life was almost crushed out of me. Born a weakling, I was a semi-invalid and chronic sufferer during most of my boyhood and youth. Some fifteen forms of constitutional disease took turns troubling me; until family, friends and physicians began to despair of the outcome. At one time I was taking six kinds of medicine, weighed 110 pounds instead of 150, spent most of the time beside the fire, or on the couch, and threatened to become useless to myself and everybody else. The ailments were chie?y nervous and digestive, and were caused by inequalities of make-up. Inheriting from my father a brain incessantly active, from my mother a soulsupersensitive and a physique small and tremulous, from both an insatiable ambition; I seemed unable to balance myself at all. Wearing a man's hat at twelve, I had the body of a boy of eight, with a soul older than any I had ever met. Naturally no one understood me. And the greatest puzzle to me in the Universe was I to myself.