Then welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three-parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!

Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.

The great mind knows the power of gentleness.

Such ever was love's way: to rise, it stoops.

Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.

Since there my past life lies, why alter it?

A minute of success pays for years of failure.