Thoughts There Are, Not To Be Translated

It Has Always Appeared To Me, That There Is So Much To Be Done In This World, That All Self-inflicted Suffering Which Cannot Be Turned To Good Account For Others, Is A Loss - A Loss, If You May So Express It, To The Spiritual World.

We Are Frequently Understood The Least By Those Who Have Known Us The Longest.

There Are Few Who Would Need Advisers, If They Were Only Accustomed To Appeal To Themselves In Their Calmest, Holiest Moments. If, When Embarrassed With Doubt As To Any Course Of Action, They Would Turn Aside From The Immediate Tumult Of The World, And From The Vain Speaking Of Those Who "darken Counsel By Words Without Knowledge;" And Would Then Commune With Their Hearts Alone, At Night, The Heavens Their Silent Counsellors, They Would Act Not Always In Accordance With The Wise Men Of This World, But With That Wisdom Which Bringeth Peace.

Wise Sayings Often Fall On Barren Ground, But A Kind Word Is Never Thrown Away.

The Sense Of Danger Is Never, Perhaps, So Fully Apprehended As When The Danger Has Been Overcome.