Character and Conduct – 29 August – Love and Remorse
Oh, be swift to love, make haste to be kind!
Oh, be swift to love, make haste to be kind!
I LIKE not only to be loved, but to be told I am loved. The realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave.
WE should get a lesson in friendship’s ministry. Too many wait until those they love are dead, and then bring their alabaster boxes of affection and break them.
But O! no cure but death we find
To sett us free
From Jealousie,
Thou tyrant, tyrant of the mind.
It is only what we surrender willingly that is ours always, as the wave never loses what it surrenders to the sea.
Love is the forgetfulness of self; jealousy is the most passionate form of egotism,
FRIENDS – those relations that one makes for one’s self.
THE most fatal disease of friendship is gradual decay or dislike, hourly increased by causes too slender for complaint and too numerous for removal.
A FRIEND once won need never be lost, if we will be only trusty and true ourselves.
TO love is better, nobler, more elevating, and more sure, than to be loved.