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I feel I have adequate cause to be happy, and I will be happy.
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I feel I have adequate cause to be happy, and I will be happy.
I long to accomplish a great and noble task; but it is my chief duty and joy to accomplish humble tasks as though they were great and noble.
Now I rejoice in the consciousness that I can think, act and attain heaven.
Now I know hope and joy.
Cherish your visions; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow all delightful conditions, all, heavenly environment; of these, if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built.
As the sun colors flowers, so does art color life.
A lunch of bread and cheese after a good walk is more enjoyable than a Lord Mayor's feast.
As life wears on the love of husband or wife, of friends and of children, becomes the great solace and delight of age.
Most of those who have written in praise of books have thought they could say nothing more conclusive than to compare them to friends.
So delightful indeed are books that we must be careful not to forget other duties for them; in cultivating the mind we must not neglect the body.
Books, we know, are almost innumerable; our hours for reading are, alas! very few.
In endless aspects science is as wonderful and interesting as a fairy tale.
Art is unquestionably one of the purest and highest elements in human happiness.
In short, children should be trained to observe and to think, for in that way there would be opened out to them a source of the purest enjoyment for leisure hours, and the wisest judgment in the work of life.
Education ought not to cease when we leave school; but if well begun there, will continue through life.
Love lasts through life, and adapts itself to every age and circumstance; in childhood for father and mother, in manhood for wife, in age for children, and throughout for brothers and sisters, relations and friends.
It is wonderful how much innocent happiness we thoughtlessly throw away.
To any lover of books the very mention of these names brings back a crowd of delicious memories, grateful recollections of peaceful home hours, after the labors and anxieties of the day.
Of all the privileges we enjoy in this nineteenth century there is none, perhaps, for which we ought to be more thankful than for the easier access to books.
Some people never seem to appreciate their friends till they have lost them.
In this way only we can ascertain the bent of our own tastes, for it is a general, though not of course an invariable, rule, that we profit little by books which we do not enjoy.
How much more interesting would every walk in the country be, if Man would but treat other animals with kindness, so that they might approach us without fear, and we might have the constant pleasure of watching their winning ways.
There is, however, a true Music of Nature,--the song of birds, the whisper of leaves, the ripple of waters upon a sandy shore, the wail of wind or sea.
Many readers miss much of the pleasure of reading by forcing themselves to dwell too long continuously on one subject.
How thankful we ought to be for these inestimable blessings, for this numberless host of friends who never weary, betray, or forsake us!
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