Better to shun the bait than struggle in the snare.

But to go to school in a summer morn, O! It drives all joy away; Under a cruel eye outworn, The little ones spend the day In sighing and dismay.

We are here to learn to endure the beams of love

Love is weak when there is more doubt than there is trust, but love is most strong when you learn to trust even with all the doubts. If a thing loves, it is infinite.

Gratitude is heaven itself.

How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride, Till I the prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide!

Pride is a personal commitment. It is an attitude which separates excellence from mediocrity.