Hatred Is Partial, But Love Is Still

Treat People As If They Were What They Ought To Be And You Help Them To Become What They Are Capable Of Being.

What Sort Of Faults May We Retain, Nay, Even Cherish In Ourselves? Those Faults Which Are Rather Pleasant Than Offensive To Others.

There Is No Past We Can Bring Back By Longing For It. There Is Only An Eternal Now That Builds And Creates Out Of The Past Something New And Better.

The Fine Emotions Whence Our Lives We Mold Lie In The Earthly Tumult Dumb And Cold.

We Have Time Enough If We But Use It Aright