Time is the best avenger.

Distrust that man who tells you to distrust. He takes the measure of his own small soul, and thinks the world no larger.

Love gives us copious potions of delight, Of pain and ecstasy, and peace and care; Love leads us upward, to the mountain height, And, like an angel, stands beside us there; Then thrusts us, demon-like, in some abyss: Where, in the darkness of despair, we grope, Till, suddenly, Love greets us with a kiss And guides us back to flowery fields of hope.

Hide in your heart a bitter thought, Still it has power to blight; Think Love, although you speak it not It gives the world more light.

Talk faith. The world is better off without, Your uttered ignorance and morbid doubt.

Whatever is a cruel wrong, Whatever is unjust, The honest years that speed along Will trample in the dust.

God, what a world, if men in street and mart felt that same kinship of the human heart which makes them, in the face of fire and flood, rise to the meaning of true brotherhood.