Good friends walk in when the old ones walk out.

Some people are foolish enough to imagine that wealth and power and fame satisfy our hearts: but they never do, unless they are used to create and distribute happiness in the world.

Surely there is no road of effort so steep but a loving deed may soften its hardshness.

So much has been given me I have no time to ponder over that which has been denied.

I wonder what becomes of lost opportunities? Perhaps our guardian angel gathers them up as we drop them, and will give them back to us in the beautiful sometime when we have grown wiser, and learned how to use them rightly.

I feel the flame of eternity in my soul.

Be happy, talk happiness. Happiness calls out responsive gladness in others. There is enough sadness in the world without yours.