Every Happiness Is A Hostage To Fortune.

Infinite Toil Would Not Enable You To Sweep Away A Mist; But By Ascending A Little, You May Often Look Over It Altogether. So It Is With Our Moral Improvement: We Wrestle Fiercely With A Vicious Habit, Which Could Have No Hold Upon Us If We Ascended Into A Higher Moral Atmosphere.

Always Say A Kind Word If You Can, If Only That It May Come In, Perhaps, With Singular Opportuneness, Entering Some Mournful Man's Darkened Room, Like A Beautiful Firefly, Whose Happy Circumvolutions He Cannot But Watch, Forgetting His Many Troubles.

When We Consider The Incidents Of Former Days, And Perceive, While Reviewing The Long Line Of Causes, How The Most Important Events Of Our Lives Originated In The Most Trifling Circumstances; How The Beginning Of Our Greatest Happiness Or Greatest Misery Is To Be Attributed To A Delay, To An Accident, To A Mistake; We Learn A Lesson Of Profound Humility.

More Than Half The Difficulties Of The World Would Be Allayed Or Removed By The Exhibition Of Good Temper.

To Hear Always, To Think Always, To Learn Always, It Is Thus That We Live Truly. He Who Aspires To Nothing, Who Learns Nothing, Is Not Worthy Of Living.