We have not to construct human nature afresh, but to take it as we find it, and make the best of it.

It is astonishing what a lot of odd minutes one can catch during the day, if one really sets about it.

Nothing but a speck we seem In the waste of waters round, Floating, floating like a dream, Outward bound.

Action is the parent of results; dormancy, the brooding mother of discontent.

What comfort there is in a cheerful spirit! how the heart leaps up to meet a sunshiny face, a merry tongue, an even temper, and a heart which either naturally, or, what is better, from conscientious principle, has learned to take all things on their bright side, believing that the Giver of life being all-perfect Love, the best offering we can make to Him is to enjoy to the full what He sends of good, and bear what He allows of evil!

Down in the deep, up in the sky , I see them always, far or nigh, And I shall see them till I die The old familiar faces.

One only "right" we have to assert in common with mankind--and that is as much in our hands as theirs--is the right of having something to do.