Vanity costs money, labor, horses, men, women, health and peace, and is still nothing at last,--a long way leading nowhere.

There the great Planter plants Of fruitful worlds the grain, And with a million spells enchants The souls that walk in pain.

What torments of grief you endured, from evils that never arrived

A man will be eloquent if you give him good wine.

In the highest civilization, the book is still the highest delight. He who has once known its satisfactions is provided with a resource against calamity.

Say thank you! I want to hear you say it now. Out loud. 'Thank you.' You're saying thank you because your faith is so strong that you don't doubt that whatever the problem, you'll get through it. You're saying thank you because you know that even in the eye of the storm, God has put a rainbow in the clouds. You're saying thank you because you know there's no problem created that can compare to the Creator of all things. Say thank you!

If we shall take the good we find, asking no questions, we shall have heaping measures.