Very short book that you can probably finish in about 30 minutes. There reminded me of the alchemist by PAOLO COELHO where the protagonist looks for this treasure only to realise that the treasure was always where his home was or something like that if I remember the book correctly. I think the concept in this book was paraded across multiple universities when it first came out maybe 100 years ago. Essentially it’s about realising that there are acres of diamonds surrounding us. We just have to learn to use those opportunities. Miracles after all are just moments with crowns on :) Here are the best bits from the book:
A diamond is congealed to a drop of sunlight
One of the best things in our life is when a young man has earned his own living, and when he becomes engaged to some lovely young woman, and makes up his mind to have a home of his own.
Now what is my lesson in that incident? It is this: I told her then though I did not know her, what I now say to you: your wealth is too near to you. You are looking right over it.
When you say a woman doesn't invent anything, I ask, Who invented the Jacquard loom that wove every stitch you wear? Mrs. Jacquard. The printer's roller, the printing-press, were invented by farmers' wives. Who invented the cotton-gin of the South that enriched our country so amazingly? Mrs. General Greene invented the cotton-gin and showed the idea to Mr. Whitney, and he, like a man, seized it. Who was it that invented the sewing-machine? If I would go to school tomorrow and ask your children they would say, "Elias Howe."
He was in the Civil War with me, and often in my tent, and I often heard him say that he worked fourteen years to get up that sewing-machine. But his wife made up her mind one day that they would starve to death if there wasn't something or other invented pretty soon, and so in two hours she invented the sewing-machine. Of course he took out the patent in his name. Men always do that.
Well, I went in and sat down on the edge of a chair, and wished I were in Europe, and the man at the table did not look up. He was one of the world's greatest men, and was made great by one single rule. Oh, that all the young people of Philadelphia were before me now and I could say just this one thing, and that they would remember it. I would give a lifetime for the effect it would have on Our city and uncivilisation. Abraham Lincoln‘s principle for greatness can be adopted by nearly all. This was his rule: whatsoever he had to do at all he put his whole mind into it and held it all there until that was all done.
A poor man in Massachusetts who had worked in the nail-works was injured at thirty-eight, and he could earn but little money. He was employed in the office to rub out the marks on the bills made by pencil memorandums, and he used a rubber until his hand grew tired. He then tied a piece of rubber on the end of a stick and worked it like a plane. His little girl came and said, "Why, you have a patent, haven't you?" The father said afterward, "My daughter told me when I took that stick and put the rubber on the end that there was a patent, and that was the first thought of that." He went to Boston and applied for his patent, and every one of you that has a rubber-tipped pencil , in your pocket is now paying tribute to the millionaire. No capital not a penny did he invest in it. Always income all the way up into the millions.
But remember that if you are not great before you get the office, you won’t be great when you secure it. It will only be a burlesque in that shape. Greatness consists not in the holding of some future office, but really consists in doing great deeds with little means and the accomplishment of vast purposes from the private ranks of life. To be great at all one must be great here, now.