Love Is More Just Than Justice.

Death Is The Dropping Of The Flower, That The Fruit May Swell.

It Is A Very Good World For The Purposes For Which It Was Built; And That Is All Anything Is Good For.

Sorrows Are Gardeners: They Plant Flowers Along Waste Places, And Teach Vines To Cover Barren Heaps.

Mirthfulness Is In The Mind, And You Cannot Get It Out. It Is The Blessed Spirit That God Has Set In The Mind To Dust It, To Enliven Its Dark Places, And To Drive Asceticism, Like A Foul Fiend, Out At The Back Door. It Is Just As Good, In Its Place, As Conscience Or Veneration. Praying Can No More Be Made A Substitute For Smiling Than Smiling Can For Praying.

We Cannot Have Right Virtue Without Right Conditions.