There Is Always A But In This

A Man Must Have Something To Grumble About; And If He Cant Complain That His Wife Harries Him To Death With Her Perversity And Ill-humour, He Must Complain That She Wears Him Out With Her Kindness And Gentleness.

If You Would Have Your Son To Walk Honourably Through The World, You Must Not Attempt To Clear The Stones From His Path, But Teach Him To Walk Firmly Over Them - Not Insist Upon Leading Him By The Hand, But Let Him Learn To Go Alone.

My Soul Is Awakened, My Spirit Is Soaring And Carried Aloft On The Wings Of The Breeze.

A Light Wind Swept Over The Corn, And All Nature Laughed In The Sunshine.

Life And Hope Must Cease Together.