We never discover the value of things till we have lost them.

Happiness is not an end - it is only a means, and adjunct, a consequence. The Omnipotent Himself could never be supposed by any, save those who out of their own human selfishness construct the attributes of Divinity, to be absorbed throughout eternity in the contemplation of His own ineffable bliss, were it not identical with His ineffable goodness and love.

To have loved and lost, either by that total disenchantment which leaves compassion as the sole substitute for love which can exist no more, or by the slow torment which is obliged to let go day by day all that constitutes the diviner part of love - namely, reverence, belief, and trust, yet clings desperately to the only thing left it, a long-suffering apologetic tenderness - this lot is probably the hardest any woman can have to bear.

absence ... smothers into decay a rootless fancy but often nourishes the least seed of a true affection into full-flowering love.

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.

To accept the inevitable; neither to struggle against it nor murmur at it-this is the great lesson of life.

our right or wrong use of money is the utmost test of character, as well as the root of happiness or misery, throughout our whole lives.