"Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering, 'It will be happier.'" — Alfred Lord Tennyson

A sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.

My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.

A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.

Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead life to sovereign power.