Each fills his own niche.

Spirit-lives know very little of the laws, which release the life-spark. 

Those in the spirit-world who study along these lines are doctors and scientists who have done years of preparatory work on the earthly-plane.

There is such a vast field of knowledge to be gained along all lines of work that spirit-lives all try to specialise.

Harry and I belong to the music group. 

Spirit-lives know that ultimately the paths all converge to a common central point. 

Spirit-lives detect the gist of things. 

This common centre must be directly the Mother of All Life, as well as all Knowledge. 

The delight of living lies chiefly in the working out of relationships of apparently isolated individual arts or sciences, as well as races and peoples. 

All are kin―

Rock and worm―

Man and angel―

All made from the same primeval substance―

God or force―no matter what you call it. 

The Father of Fire is the Mother of Water―both come from the same great mysterious beginning. 

You study to love your neighbour as yourself. 

He is yourself, really. 

You have a hand and a foot―each different―yet each yourself―but neither is all of yourself. 

You see the drift? 

When a foot calls a hand an aristocrat, and only an ornament, exalting feet, as the true useful members, you could smile. 

One of you is as useful to the whole as the other, and exactly as hard to replace. 

Each fills his own niche. 

The mistake is only in the individual point of view, as all life is common to all―the absolute kinship of all that exists―things, as well as people. 

When you criticise a relative or friend, you injure not only yourself, but the whole fabric of life. 

A selfish or ill-natured thought lowers the rate of vibration of the entire universe―even affecting climate. 

If people were all unselfish, and full of love and real helpfulness, there would never be a storm at sea or a railroad wreck. 

It is the jarring of the rhythmic vibrations all along the line, which makes for disaster anywhere. 

Lightning strikes because someone―somewhere―has violated the law―has had anarchy in his heart. 

The marvel of this great system is that it takes every atom in it to bring the perfect whole. 

One atom in rebellion makes for discord all along the line―from earthquake to revolution. 

Did you ever notice how much more conflict there is in earthquake countries? 

Did you ever put two and two together? 

What you can see is that wherever men are inharmonious, earth and climate feel the lack of rhythm, and register the same. 

All each can do is just to study his own heart and life and see that never for a moment is he in any state, but that of love and sympathy toward the rest of the race―toward all other forms of life―from a horse to a rock―from a sky born star to a tadpole―from a president to a murderer. 

We are all children of life, linked together close as brain cells. 

We rise and fall together. 

No one can rise or fall alone. 

Never forget that. 

You belong to the eternal brotherhood of Life. 

Call it God or Father if it suits you better. 

Life covers it. 

There is nothing dead anywhere. 

The higher you can see, the more humble you grow. 

Vanity vanishes, as the darkness before light, when a little knowledge enters.

Do not waste time.

Learn this one big truth if you can―Each for all―all for each―because the each is the all, and the all is the each. 

Work for harmony―work for love―work for the united state of all life. 

There is no escape―no you or I―or another―just all necessary parts of God or Life, equal because necessary.