For who would live if life held no allurements?

There must be vistas flying out beyond, that promise more than present conditions yield.

Some blessings have been ours in the past, and these may be repeated or even multiplied.

"Hope springs eternal in the human breast," and is as necessary to life as the act of breathing.

Tomorrow may be fair, however stormy the sky of today.

We create our future, by well improving present opportunities: however few and small they are.

For who would live if life held no allurements?