Distrust that man who tells you to distrust.
Talk happiness. The world is sad enough without your woe. No path is wholly rough.
It is easy enough to be virtuous When nothing tempts you to stray; When without or within No voice of sin Is luring your soul away. But it is only a negative virtue until it is tried by fire. For the soul that is worth the treasures of the earth is the soul that resists desire.
Always continue the climb. It is possible for you to do whatever you choose.
A weed is but an unloved flower.
And so for me there is no sting of death, And so the grave has lost its victory. It is but crossing-with abated breath And white, set face-a little strip of sea To find the loved ones waiting on the shore, More beautiful, more precious than before.