The bliss even of a moment still is bliss.
A good man's prayers will from the deepest dungeon climb heaven's height, and bring a blessing down.
Heaven often smites in mercy, even when the blow is severest.
This will be triumph! This will be happiness! Yea, that very thing, happiness, which I have been pursuing all my life, and have never yet overtaken.
O mysterious Night! thou art not silent; many tongues halt thou.
The mind doth shape itself to its own wants, and can bear all things.