In the deepest night of trouble and sorrow God gives us so much to be thankful for that we need never cease our singing. With all our wisdom and foresight we can take a lesson in gladness and gratitude from the happy bird that sings all night, as if the day were not long enough to tell its joy.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeFor compassion a human heart suffices, but for full and adequate sympathy, with joy, an angel's only.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeOh Sleep! it is a gentle thing, beloved from pole to pole, to Mary Queen the praise be given! She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven, that slid into my soul.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge