The Worst Calamity: 'to Have Eyes And

I Can See In What You Call The Dark, But Which To Me Is Golden.

For My Part, I Wish, With Mr. Howells, That The Literature Of The Past Might Be Purged Of All That Is Ugly And Barbarous In It, Although I Should Object As Much As Any One To Having These Great Works Weakened Or Falsified.

Everything Has Its Wonders, Even Darkness And Silence, And I Learn, Whatever State I May Be In, Therein To Be Content.

A Happy Life Consists Not In The Absence, But In The Mastery Of Hardships.

It Is Not Possible To Refer A Complex Difficulty To A Single Cause.