How Little Of Permanent Happiness Could Belong

When I Look Out On Such A Night As This, I Feel As If There Could Be Neither Wickedness Nor Sorrow In The World; And There Certainly Would Be Less Of Both If The Sublimity Of Nature Were More Attended To, And People Were Carried More Out Of Themselves By Contemplating Such A Scene.

Here And There, Human Nature May Be Great In Times Of Trial, But Generally Speaking It Is Its Weakness And Not Its Strength That Appears In A Sick Chamber.

There Is Nothing Like Employment, Active Indispensable Employment, For Relieving Sorrow. Employment, Even Melancholy, May Dispel Melancholy.

Too Many Cooks Spoil The Broth

I Am Certainly The Most Fortunate Creature That Ever Existed!