Whatever our creed, we feel that no good deed can by any possibility go unrewarded, no evil deed unpunished.

This is the test of your manhood: How much is there left in you after you have lost everything outside of yourself?

Every experience in life, everything with which we have come in contact in life, is a chisel which has been cutting away at our life statue, molding, modifying, shaping it. We are part of all we have met. Everything we have seen, heard, felt or thought has had its hand in molding us, shaping us.

No man fails who does his best.

There can be no great courage where there is no confidence or assurance, and half the battle is in the conviction that we can do what we undertake.

Talk happiness. The world is sad enough without your woe.

We do not know what we can bear until we are put to the test. Many a delicate mother, who thought that she could not survive the death of her children, has lived to bury her husband and the last one of a large family, and in addition to all this has seen her home and last dollar swept away; yet she has had the courage to bear it all and to go on as before. When the need comes, there is a power deep within us that answers the call.