How can there be pride in a contrite heart? Humility is the earliest fruit of religion.
Lay silently the injuries you receive upon the altar of oblivion.
It is but a step from companionship to slavery when one associates with vice.
It is in sickness that we most feel the need of that sympathy which shows how much we are dependent upon one another for our comfort, and even necessities. Thus disease, opening our eyes to the realities of life, is an indirect blessing.
A wise Providence consoles our present afflictions by joys borrowed from the future.
Pretension almost always overdoes the original, and hence exposes itself.