Nobility, Without Virtue, Is A Fine Setting

A Generous Spirit Is As Eloquent In Acknowledging Benefits As It Is Bounteous In Bestowing Them.

True Virtue, When She Errs, Needs Not The Eyes Of Men To Excite Her Blushes; She Is Confounded At Her Own Presence, And Covered With Confusion Of Face.

The Perfection Of Outward Loveliness Is The Soul Shining Through Its Crystalline Covering.

Life Is A Warfare; And He Who Easily Desponds Deserts A Double Duty--he Betrays The Noblest Property Of Man, Which Is Dauntless Resolution; And He Rejects The Providence Of That All-gracious Being Who Guides And Rules The Universe.

Yet Happiness Isn't Something You Chase, It's Something You Are. It's Something You Think, It's Something You Believe.