For in prosperity a man is often puffed up with pride, whereas tribulations chasten and humble him through suffering and sorrow. In the midst of prosperity the mind is elated, and in prosperity a man forgets himself; in hardship he is forced to reflect on himself, even though he be unwilling. In prosperity a man often destroys the good he has done; amidst difficulties he often repairs what he long since did in the way of wickedness.

I embrace the purpose of God and the doom assigned.

For man is man and master of his fate.

When the Sun Clearest shineth Serenest in the heaven, Quickly are obscured All over the earth Other stars.

The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist.

I am a part of all whom I have met.

O hard, when love and duty clash!