Every low desire, every bad habit, all longings for ignoble things, all wrong feelings that we conquer and trample down, become ladder-rounds for our feet, on which we climb upward out of grovelling and sinfulness into nobler, grander life. If we are not living victoriously these little common days, we are not making any progress in true living. Only those who climb are getting toward the stars. Heaven at last, and the heavenly life here, are for those who overcome.