Is there anything in life so disenchanting as achievement?
A generous prayer is never presented in vain; the petition may be refused, but the petitioner is always, I believe, rewarded by some gracious visitation.
The Saints are the Sinners who keep on trying.
Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened, but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm.
Marriage is one long conversation, checkered by disputes.
And my heart springs up anew, Bright and confident and true, And the old loves comes to meet me in the dawning and the dew.
When I am grown to man’s estate I shall be very proud and great. And tell the other girls and boys Not to meddle with my toys.
It is the mark of a good action that it appears inevitable in retrospect.
The saints are the sinners who keep on trying.
If your morals make you dreary, depend on it, they are wrong.