Man never reaches heights above his habitual thought. It is not enough now and then to mount on wings of ecstasy into the infinite. We must habitually dwell there. The great man is he who abides easily on heights to which others rise occasionally and with difficulty. Don’t let the maxims of a low prudence daily dinned into your ears lower the tone of your high ambition or check your aspirations. Hope lifts us step by step up the mysterious ladder， the top of which no eye hath ever seen. Though we do not find what hope promised， yet we are stronger for the climbing， and we get a broader outlook upon life which repays the effort. Indeed， if we do not follow where hope beckons， we gradually slide down the ladder in despair. Strive ever to be at the top of your condition.