O! What A Godlike Power Is That

There Is A Good And A Bad Light In Which Every Thing That Befalls Us May Be Taken. If The Human Mind Will Busy Itself To Make Theworst Of Every Disagreeable Occurrence, It Will Never Want Woe.

By My Soul, I Can Neither Eat, Drink, Nor Sleep; Nor, What's Still Worse, Love Any Woman In The World But Her.

The World Is Not Enough Used To This Way Of Writing, To The Moment. It Knows Not That In The Minutiae Lie Often The Unfoldings Ofthe Story, As Well As Of The Heart; And Judges Of An Action Undecided, As If It Were Absolutely Decided.

What We Look Upon As Our Greatest Unhappiness In A Difficulty We Are Involved In, May Possibly Be The Evil Hastening To Its Crisis, And Happy Days May Ensue.

Honesty Is Good Sense, Politeness, Amiableness,--all In One.