Thou canst not force my soul to wish thee ill, That is the only evil that can kill.

I know there are no errors, In the great Eternal plan.

For every hour of pain I have had a day of pleasure. For every moment of worry, an hour of content.

No one will grieve because your lips are dumb.

Many times I am asked why the suffering of animals should call forth more sympathy from me than the suffering of human beings; why I work in this direction of charitable work more than toward any other. My answer is that because I believe that this work includes all the education and lines of reform which are needed to make a perfect circle of peace and goodwill about the Earth.

God sent us here to make mistakes

There was hell in her eyes! She was worn and jaded Her soul is at war with the life she has led. As I looked on that face so strangely faded I wonder God did not strike me dead.