Nothing Is Likely To Help A Person

. . . Nothing Could Touch The Strength Of My Love, And The Thoughts Of My Beloved. Had I Known Then That My Wife Was Dead, I Think That I Still Would Have Given Myself, Undisturbed By That Knowledge, To The Contemplation Of That Image, And That My Mental Conversation With Her Would Have Been Just As Vivid And Just As Satisfying. "set Me Like A Seal Upon Thy Heart, Love Is As Strong As Death."

It Is The Pursuit Of Happiness That Thwarts Happiness.

...to Think Of Ourselves As Those Who Were Being Questioned By Life-daily And Hourly. Our Answer Must Consist, Not In Talk And Meditation, But In Right Action And In Right Conduct.

But My Mind Clung To My Wife's Image, Imagining It With An Uncanny Acuteness. I Heard Her Answering Me, Saw Her Smile, Her Frank And Encouraging Look. Real Or Not, Her Look Then Was More Luminous Than The Sun Which Was Beginning To Rise.

No One Can Take From Us The Ability To Choose Our Attitudes Toward The Circumstances In Which We Find Ourselves. This Is The Last Of Human Freedoms.