A Blessed Thing It Is For Any

Make It A Rule And Pray To God To Help You Keep It . . . Never, If Possible, To Lie Down At Night Without Being Able To Say "i Have Made One Human Being At Least A Little Wiser, A Little Happier, Or A Little Better This Day."

Have Charity; Have Patience; Have Mercy. Never Bring A Human Being, However Silly, Ignorant, Or Weak--above All, Any Little Child--to Shame And Confusion Of Face. Never By Petulance, By Suspicion, By Ridicule, Even By Selfish And Silly Haste--never, Above All, By Indulging In The Devilish Pleasure Of A Sneer--crush What Is Finest And Rouse Up What Is Coarsest In The Heart Of Any Fellow-creature.

Give Me Something Huge To Fight, — And I Should Enjoy That — But Why Make Me Sweep The Dust?

Being Forced To Work, And Forced To Do Your Best, Will Breed In You Temperance And Self-control, Diligence And Strength Of Will, Cheerfulness And Content, And A Hundred Virtues Which The Idle Will Never Know.

Music. – There Is Something Very Wonderful In Music. Words Are Wonderful Enough: But Music Is Even More Wonderful. It Speaks Not To Our Thoughts As Words Do: It Speaks Straight To Our Hearts And Spirits, To The Very Core And Root Of Our Souls. Music Soothes Us, Stirs Us Up; It Puts Noble Feelings Into Us; It Melts Us To Tears, We Know Not How: – It Is A Language By Itself, Just As Perfect, In Its Way, As Speech, As Words; Just As Divine, Just As Blessed.