Yet there are some resting-places, / Life's untroubled interludes; / Times when neither past nor future / On the soul's deep calm intrudes.
And old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain.
I have lived to thank God that all my prayers have not been answered.
Man is the miracle in nature. God Is the One Miracle to man.
It is not reason which makes faith hard, but life.
Youth! youth! how buoyant are thy hopes! they turn, like marigolds, toward the sunny side.