Affliction comes to us all, not to make us sad, but sober; not to make us sorry, but to make us wise; not to make us despondent, but by its darkness to refresh us as the night refreshes the day; not to impoverish, but to enrich us

Watch lest prosperity destroy generosity.

The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.

Anxiety in human life is what squeaking and grinding are in machinery that is not oiled. In life, trust is the oil.

Pushing any truth out very far, you are met by a counter-truth.

The tree is but a huge boquet.

Discover what you are.