It would be a great thing if people could be brought to realize that they can never add to the sum of their happiness by doing wrong.

A day of worry is more exhausting than a week of work.

Happiness is a thing to be practiced, like the violin.

It is sad, indeed, to see how man wastes his opportunities. How many could be made happy, with the blessings which are recklessly wasted or thrown away.

A Cheerful friend is like a sunny day, which sheds its brightness on all around.

Love seems to beautify and inspire all nature. It raises the earthly caterpillar into the ethereal butterfly, it paints the feathers in spring, it lights the glowworm's lamp, it wakens the song of birds, and inspires the poet's lay. Even inanimate Nature seems to feel the spell, and flowers glow with the richest colours.

A poor woman from Manchester, on being taken to the seaside, is said to have expressed her delight on seeing for the first time something of which there was enough for everybody.