A true religious instinct never deprived man of one single joy; mournful faces and a sombre aspect are the conventional affectations of the weak-minded.
Prosperity seems to be scarcely safe, unless it be mixed with a little adversity.
Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its counterfeit.
No outward change need trouble him who is inwardly serene.
No reproof or denunciation is so potent as the silent influence of a good example.
The eye is inlet to the soul.