Keeping up appearances is the most expensive thing in the world.

Congenial labor is essence of happiness.

I have known some quite good people who were unhappy, but never an interested person who was unhappy.

As I make my slow pilgrimage through the world, a certain sense of beautiful mystery seems to gather and grow.

People who deal with life generously and large-heartedly go on multiplying relationships to the end.

What a strange power the perception of beauty is! It seems to ebb and flow like some secret tide, independent alike of health and disease, of joy or sorrow. There are times in our lives when we seem to go singing on our way, and when the beauty of the world sets itself like a quiet harmony to the song we uplift.

People seldom refuse help, if one offers it in the right way.