Happiness Will Never Be Any

And On This Earth Of Ours There Are But Few Souls That Can Withstand The Dominion Of The Soul That Has Suffered Itself To Become Beautiful.

Remember That Happiness Is As Contagious As Gloom. It Should Be The First Duty Of Those Who Are Happy To Let Others Know Of Their Gladness.

Physical Suffering Apart, Not A Single Sorrow Exists That Can Touch Us Except Through Our Thoughts.

Each Man Has To Seek Out His Own Special Aptitude For A Higher Life In The Midst Of The Humble And Inevitable Reality Of Daily Existence. Than This, There Can Be No Nobler Aim In Life.

No Living Creature, Not Even Man, Has Achieved, In The Centre Of His Sphere, What The Bee Has Achieved In Her Own: And Were Some One From Another World To Descend And Ask Of The Earth The Most Perfect Creation Of The Logic Of Life, We Should Needs Have To Offer The Humble Comb Of Honey.