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.

Before buying anything, it is well to ask if one could do without it.

False pleasures come from without and are imperfect: happiness is internal and our own.

Reading and writing, arithmetic and grammar do not constitute education, any more than a knife, fork and spoon constitute a dinner.

The world would be better and brighter if people were taught the duty of being happy as well as the happiness of doing their duty.

Life is a great gift, and as we reach years of discretion, most of us naturally ask ourselves what should be the main object of our existence.

A man who is not a good friend to himself cannot be so to any one else.