You cannot have your cake, and eat it too.
You cannot have peace of mind, and have your ailment, too.
You cannot have a sense of divine Love, and have your jittery nervousness, too…
You cannot have harmony continually unfolding in your life, and enjoy gossip and criticism too.
You cannot have power in prayer, and the luxury of resentment and condemnation too.
You cannot build a new consciousness and a new body, and live mentally in the dead past too.

Excerpted from “Around the Year With Emmet Fox,”
HarperSanFrancisco, 1958