Nothing Is More Beautiful Than Cheerfulness In

The Last, Best Fruit Which Comes To Late Perfection, Even In The Kindliest Soul, Is Tenderness Toward The Hard, Forbearance Toward The Unforbearing, Warmth Of Heart Toward The Cold, Philanthropy Toward The Misanthropic.

What Makes Old Age So Sad Is, Not That Our Joys, But That Our Hopes Then Cease.

The Burden Of Suffering Seems A Tombstone Hung About Our Necks, While In Reality It Is Only The Weight Which Is Necessary To Keep Down The Diver While He Is Hunting For Pearls.

A Sky Full Of Silent Suns.

Humanity Is Never So Beautiful As When Praying For Forgiveness, Or Else Forgiving Another.