THE sense of humour is the oil of life’s engine.

ALWAYS laugh when you can; it is a cheap medicine.

THERE is a sect, unfortunately known to most in this land, under the denomination of Grumblers, whose fundamental maxim is whatever is… is wrong.

OUR personal interests, by the force of their importunity, exclude all larger sympathies if these are not already matured before the conflict begins.

PATIENCE under adverse circumstances will often bring about favourable results, while complaint only accentuates and fixes the cause of complaint. 

…constant grumbling makes an ugly under-lip, a forehead wrinkled with frowning, and dull eyes that see nothing but grievances.

O GOD, animate us to cheerfulness! 

THOU that hast given so much to me, Give one thing more – a grateful heart.

THE secret of the joy of living is the proper appreciation of what we actually possess.

When things first got to goin’ wrong with me, I says, ‘Oh, Lord, whatever comes, keep me from gettin’ sour.’…