There is nothing we cannot live down, and rise above, and overcome. - Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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.

I'm no reformer; for I see more light Than darkness in the world; mine eyes are quick To catch the first dim radiance of the dawn, And slow to note the cloud that threatens storm.

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.