O friends! Be not careless of the virtues with which ye have
been endowed, neither be neglectful of your high destiny. Suffer not your
labors to be wasted through the vain imaginations which certain hearts have
devised. Ye are the stars of the heaven of understanding, the breeze that
stirreth at the break of day, the soft-flowing waters upon which must depend
the very life of all men, the letters inscribed upon His sacred scroll.
(Baha’u’llah,
‘Gleanings from the Writings of Baha’u’llah’)