Good to forgive, Best to forget.
If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing God invents.
Most progress is most failure.
Fail I alone, in words and deeds? Why, all men strive and who succeeds?
But what if I fail of my purpose here? It is but to keep the nerves at strain, to dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall, and baffled, get up and begin again.
So munch on, crunch on, take your nuncheon, Breakfast, supper, dinner, luncheon!