THOU that hast given so much to me,
Give one thing more, a grateful heart:
See how Thy beggar works on Thee
He makes Thy gifts occasion more,
And says, if he in this be crost,
All Thou hast given him heretofore
OF those who fail, I do not speak—despair should be sacred; but to those who even modestly succeed, the changes of this life bring interest; a job found, a shilling saved, a dainty earned, all these are wells of pleasure springing afresh for the successful poor, and it is not from these but from the villa-dweller, that we hear complaints of the unworthiness of life.
Robert Louis Stevenson
IT is usually not so much the greatness of our trouble as the littleness of our spirit which makes us complain.
INGRATITUDE is the abridgement of all baseness—a fault never found unattended with other viciousness.
WE live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths;
In feelings, not in figures on a dial.
We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives
Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.
Philip J. Bailey
HERE is no saying shocks me so much as that which I hear very often: that a man does not know how to pass his time. It would have been but ill spoken by Methuselah, in the nine hundred and sixty-ninth year of his life; so far it is from us, who have not time enough to attain to the utmost perfection of any part of any science, to have cause to complain that we are forced to be idle for want of work.
HE lives long that lives well; and time misspent is not lived but lost. Besides, God is better than His promise, if He takes from him a long lease, and gives him a freehold of greater value.