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A lunch of bread and cheese after a good walk is more enjoyable than a Lord Mayor's feast.
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A lunch of bread and cheese after a good walk is more enjoyable than a Lord Mayor's feast.
As life wears on the love of husband or wife, of friends and of children, becomes the great solace and delight of age.
Most of those who have written in praise of books have thought they could say nothing more conclusive than to compare them to friends.
So delightful indeed are books that we must be careful not to forget other duties for them; in cultivating the mind we must not neglect the body.
Books, we know, are almost innumerable; our hours for reading are, alas! very few.
In endless aspects science is as wonderful and interesting as a fairy tale.
Art is unquestionably one of the purest and highest elements in human happiness.
Lastly, work secures the rich reward of rest, we must rest to be able to work well, and work to be able to enjoy rest.
In short, children should be trained to observe and to think, for in that way there would be opened out to them a source of the purest enjoyment for leisure hours, and the wisest judgment in the work of life.
For as with the close of the day, so with that of life; there may be clouds, and yet if the horizon is clear, the evening may be beautiful.
Work indeed, and hard work, if only it is in moderation, is in itself a rich source of happiness.
Education ought not to cease when we leave school; but if well begun there, will continue through life.
Love lasts through life, and adapts itself to every age and circumstance; in childhood for father and mother, in manhood for wife, in age for children, and throughout for brothers and sisters, relations and friends.
It is wonderful how much innocent happiness we thoughtlessly throw away.
To be released from the absorbing affairs of life, to feel that one has earned a claim to leisure and repose, is surely in itself no evil.
To any lover of books the very mention of these names brings back a crowd of delicious memories, grateful recollections of peaceful home hours, after the labors and anxieties of the day.
We all admit, though we often forget, the marvellous power of perseverance, and yet all Nature, down to Bruce's spider, is continually impressing this lesson on us.
Of all the privileges we enjoy in this nineteenth century there is none, perhaps, for which we ought to be more thankful than for the easier access to books.
If we have done our best to do, and to be, we can rest in peace.
Some people never seem to appreciate their friends till they have lost them.
In this way only we can ascertain the bent of our own tastes, for it is a general, though not of course an invariable, rule, that we profit little by books which we do not enjoy.
The body ceases to grow in a few years; but the mind, if we will let it, may grow as long as life lasts.
Doubt is of two natures, and we often confuse a wise suspension of judgment with the weakness of hesitation.
Moreover, the result in the long run will depend not so much on some single resolution, or on our action in a special case, but rather on the preparation of daily life.
How much more interesting would every walk in the country be, if Man would but treat other animals with kindness, so that they might approach us without fear, and we might have the constant pleasure of watching their winning ways.
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