She said it was beautiful to be loved, and that it made everything on earth look brighter.

Would a harsh word ever fall from lips which now breathed only love? Would the step whose lightest footfall now made her heart leap, ever sound in her ear like a death knell?

Never compel yourself to say words to which the heart yields no response.

I am convinced that there are times in everybody's experience when there is so much to be done that the only way to do it is to sit down and do nothing.