The foregoing are the mechanical things to do for the skin and hair. They help, but the real benefit to your looks comes from the bodily health and natural working of the organs, particularly the stomach, lungs, heart and kidneys and bowels.
The most important organs to watch are the kidneys and stomach; their ailments quickly show effects on the face.
Drink plenty of water, cool, not cold; get plenty of air and sunshine. Eat plenty of fruit, especially apples, skins too.
Take exercise in the open air every day. Walking is the best exercise.
Air, water, sunshine and exercise will do more for your looks than a barrel of beauty preparations.
The only way to get health out of a bottle is to keep out of the bottle.
We love our friends for their character, not their skin beauty. Have good wholesome health and wholesome character and you will look mighty good to the world.
Hitch Your Wagon to a Star, and Stay Hitched
The great colleges are just now turning out their thousands of graduates and the great newspapers have much sport ridiculing them with funny pictures.
Every great man was once a boy with a dream, and that dream came true because the boy had pep that made him stick to his ambition and kept him from being discouraged because of ridicule or obstacles.
Thomas Carlyle, the poor Scotch tutor, dreamed he wanted to be a great author. His clothes were threadbare, his poverty apparent; friends taunted and ridiculed him until, goaded to indignation, he cried, "I have better books in me than you have ever read." The crowd laughed and said, "poor fellow, he's daffy in the head."
Carlyle stuck to his dream and the world has the "History of Frederick the Great" and the "French Revolution" and "Sartor Resartus." When he had finished the manuscript of the "French Revolution" a careless maid built a fire with it. He wasn't discouraged, but went to work and wrote it over again and very likely better than he wrote it the first time.
Bonaparte in the garden of his military school dreamed of being a great general. He stuck to his dream and he realized his hopes.
Joseph Pulitzer, a poor emigrant, crawled in a cellar way to sleep in New York, and he dreamed of owning a great newspaper. His dream came true and the newspaper is printed in a building erected on the spot where he dreamed in the cellar way.