So many gods, so many creeds; So many paths that wind and wind, While just the art of being kind Is all the sad world needs. - Ella Wheeler Wilcox

You never can tell when you do an act Just what the result will be; But with every deed you are sowing a seed, Though the harvest you may not see. Each kindly act is an acorn dropped In God's productive soil; You may not know, yet the tree shall grow And shelter the brows that toil. You never can tell what your thoughts will do In bringing you hate or love; For thoughts are things, and their airy wings Are swifter than carrier doves. They follow the law of the universe — Each thing must create its kind; And they speed o'er the track to bring you back Whatever went out from your mind.

We flatter those we scarcely know,
We please the fleeting guest,
And deal full many a thoughtless blow
To those who love us best.

Cukup mudah untuk bersikap menyenangkan, kalau hidup mengalir seperti lagu,
Tapi orang yang hebat ialah yang bisa tersenyum, saat semua berantakan.
Sebab ujian bagi hati adalah kesulitan.
Dan kesulitan selalu datang setiap waktu.
Dan senyuman yang layak disanjung dunia adalah senyuman yang bersinar menembusi air mata.