Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.
Happiness is a thing to be practiced, like the violin.
Sunsets are so beautiful that they almost seem as if we were looking through the gates of Heaven.
Our duty is to believe that for which we have sufficient evidence, and to suspend our judgment when we have not.
We often hear of people breaking down from overwork, but in nine out of ten they are really suffering from worry or anxiety.
If we are ever in doubt about what to do, it is a good rule to ask ourselves what we shall wish on the morrow that we had done.
