When the heart grows weary, all things seem dreary; When the burden grows heavy, the way seems long. Thank God for sending kind death as an ending, Like a grand Amen to a minor song.
'Tis the set of the sail that decides the goal, and not the storm of life.
Time is the best avenger.
There is nothing we cannot live down, and rise above, and overcome.
The spark divine dwells in thee: let it grow.
All roads that lead to God are good.