For truly, nothing does so freeze affection, as the breath of jealousy.

Our friendships are often clouded, especially in youth, by want of sympathy from our own people.

Happy is the house that shelters a friend.

But to get this real profit from persons one must really meet them, not merely encounter – ‘meet’ them and not merely their outsides. 

Seek not your life – for that is death.   But seek how you can best and most joyfully give your own life away

…sacrifice alone, bare and unrelieved, is ghastly, unnatural, and dead; but self-sacrifice, illuminated by love, is warmth and life;  it is the death of Christ, the life of God, the blessedness, and only proper life of man.

And if by merely cultivating our own power of appreciation, by letting our light shine before men, we can do something to show the way upwards to those who have not yet seen it, still more potent is the influence of those who can actually create new delights and new interests in any branch of art or knowledge.

Happiness is the result of our own energy and cannot be poured upon the soul, and is almost independent of circumstances:  it is made by us, not for us.

Every one confesses that the more we can feel with all that is human, the better and fresher we are, the more capable of fine enjoyment, the more delightful and useful to the world…..   But very few make it, as Christ did, the business of their lives.