Happiness is the soul's joy in the possession of the intangible.

Gratitude is thankfulness expressed in action.

Life is a state of constant radiation and absorption; to exist is to radiate; to exist is to be the recipient of radiations.

No good act performed in the world ever dies. Science tells us that no atom of matter can ever be destroyed, that no force once started ever ends; it merely passes through a multiplicity of ever-changing phases. Every good deed done to others is a great force that starts an unending pulsation through time and eternity. We may not know it, we may never hear a word of gratitude or recognition, but it will all come back to us in some form as naturally, as perfectly, as inevitably, . . . as echo answers to sound.

Happiness is the soul's joy in the possession of the intangible.

We know nothing of the trials, sorrows and temptations of those around us, of pillows wet with sobs, of the life-tragedy that may be hidden behind a smile, of the secret cares, struggles, and worries that shorten life and leave their mark in hair prematurely whitened, and a character changed and almost recreated in a few days. Let us not dare to add to the burden of another the pain of our judgment.

A fad lives its life in a few weeks; a philosophy lives through generations and centuries; a principle, forever.