Unhappiness is the hunger to get; happiness is the hunger to give. . . . If the individual should set out for a single day to give happiness, to make life happier, brighter and sweeter, not for himself but for others, he would find a wondrous revelation of what happiness really is.

True happiness must have the tinge of sorrow outlived, the sense of pain softened by the mellowing years, the chastening of loss that in the wondrous mystery of time transmutes our suffering into love and sympathy with others.

Happiness is the soul's joy in the possession of the intangible.

Man does not drift into goodness the chance port of an aimless voyage. He must fight ever for his destination.

Real success in life means the individual's conquest of himself; it means how he has bettered himself not how he has bettered his fortune. The great question of life is not 'What have I?' but 'What am I?'