I can think of no habit, kept up through the years, that binds a married couple more than that of reading good books together. Domestic problems and personal problems are for the time forgotten, and an intellectual intimacy is established that can be maintained in few other ways.

There is an invariable law that the only way to keep the real things of life is by sharing them or giving them away.

It seems a strange fact that it is almost more important for us to be happy ourselves than to try to make other people happy. By being happy we confer untold benefits upon our fellow men.

happiness is a duty, not only because of its effect upon us but because of its influence upon others.

Half of our sorrows come from setting exalted standards for people and then breaking our hearts when they fail to live up to them.

In this noisy, restless, bewildering age, there is a great need for quietness of spirit. Even in our communion with God we are so busy presenting our problems, asking for help, seeking relief that we leave no moments of silence to listen for God's answers. By practice we can learn to submerge our spirits beneath the turbulent surface waves of life and reach that depth of our being where all is still, where no storms can reach us. Here only can we forget the material world and its demands on us.

any pursuit of happiness contrary to the common good is doomed to failure.