Make no little plans; they have no magic to stir your blood.... Make big plans... aim high in hope and work.

Make no little plans; they have no magic to stir men's blood.... Make big plans... aim high in hope and work.

Make no little plans, they have no magic to stir men's blood and probably themselves will not be realized. Make big plans, aim high in hope and work remembering that a noble, logical diagram once recorded will never die, but long after we are gone will be a living thing, asserting itself with ever-growing consistency. Remember that our sons and grandsons are going to do things that would stagger us. Let your watchword be order and your beacon beauty.