The best things in life are not seen or heard ... but felt with the heart.
When one doors closes, another door opens.
Few pleasures there are indeed without an aftertouch of pain, but that is the preservation which keeps them sweet.
While they were saying among themselves it cannot be done, it was done.
Love? Why ... it is what everybody feels for everybody else.
I fall, I stand still... I trudge on. I gain a little... I get more eager and climb higher and begin to see the widening horizon. Every struggle is a victory.