Anxiety is the rust of life, destroying its brightness and weakening its power. A childlike and abiding trust in Providence is its best preventive and remedy.

Neither comprehension nor learning can take place in an atmosphere of anxiety.

Prosperity tries the fortunate: adversity the great

Make sure you never, never argue at night. You just lose a good night's sleep, and you can't settle anything until morning anyway.

Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn't people feel as free to delight in whatever remains to them?.

It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens, but it is never gone.