Death is no more than passing from one room into another.

For my part, I wish, with Mr. Howells, that the literature of the past might be purged of all that is ugly and barbarous in it, although I should object as much as any one to having these great works weakened or falsified.

There is joy in self-forgetfulness. So I try to make the light in others' eyes my sun, the music in others' ears my symphony, the smile on others' lips my happiness.

Happiness is a state of mind, and depends very little on outward circumstances.

Worse than being blind would be to be able to see but not have any vision.

Be of good cheer. Do not think of today's failures, but of the success that may come tomorrow. You have set yourselves a difficult task, but you will succeed if you persevere, and you will find a joy in overcoming obstacles... Remember, no effort that we make to attain something beautiful is ever lost.

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