Rapidly, merrily, Life's sunny hours flit by, Gratefully, cheerily Enjoy them as they fly!

Remorse is the poison of life.

Your station is in my heart, and on the necks of those who would insult you.

I scorn your idea of love,' I could not help saying, as I rose up and stood before him, leaning my back against the rock. 'I scorn the counterfeit sentiment you offer: yes, St. John, and I scorn you when you offer it.

If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship we must love friends for their sake rather than for our own.

Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.

Even for me life had its gleams of sunshine.