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Joy To Hearts Which Have Suffered Long Is Like The Dew On The Ground After A Long Drought; Both The Heart And The Ground Absorb That Beneficent Moisture Falling On Them, And Nothing Is Outwardly Apparant.

...know You Not That You Are My Sun By Day, And My Star By Night? By My Faith! I Was In Deepest Darkness Till You Appeared And Illuminated All.

It Is Almost As Difficult To Keep A First Class Person In A Fourth Class Job, As It Is To Keep A Fourth Class Person In A First Class Job.

It Is The Way Of Weakened Minds To See Everything Through A Black Cloud. The Soul Forms Its Own Horizons; Your Soul Is Darkened, And Consequently The Sky Of The Future Appears Stormy And Unpromising

...joy Takes A Strange Effect At Times, It Seems To Oppress Us Almost The Same As Sorrow.