Change your thinking, change your life!Just think! some night the stars will gleam Upon a cold, grey stone,And trace a name with silver beam, And lo! ’twill be your own.That night is speeding on to greet Your epitaphic rhyme.Your life is but a little beat Within the heart of Time.A little gain, a little pain, A laugh, lest you may moan;A little blame, a little fame, A star-gleam on a stone.