Gratitude Is A Soil On Which Joy

Gratitude Is A Soil On Which Joy Thrives.

I Have Been Young And Am Now Old, And Have Not Yet Known An Untruthful Man To Come To A Good End.

People Look With Sympathetic Eyes Only At The Blossom And The Fruit, And Disregard The Long Period Of Transition During Which The One Is Ripening Into The Other.

When You Have Discovered A Stain In Yourself, You Eagerly Seek For And Gladly Find Stains In Others.

With Hat In Hand, One Gets On In The World.