Remembrances last longer than present realities.
The burden of suffering seems a tombstone hung about our necks, while in reality it is only the weight which is necessary to keep down the diver while he is hunting for pearls.
feelings of man are always pure and the brightest to the meeting time and Farewell.
Nothing is more beautiful than cheerfulness in an old face.
Laughing cheerfulness throws the light of day on all the paths of life.
The last, best fruit which comes to late perfection, even in the kindliest soul, is tenderness toward the hard, forbearance toward the unforbearing, warmth of heart toward the cold, philanthropy toward the misanthropic.