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Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its counterfeit.
— Hosea Ballou
theologian, writer
🔗 Read on Wikipedia1771  – 1852
Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its counterfeit.
Tears of joy are like the summer rain drops pierced by sunbeams.
Suspicion is far more to be wrong than right; more often unjust than just. It is no friend to virtue, and always an enemy to happiness.
Education commences at the mother's knee, and every word spoken within hearsay of little children tends toward the formation of character.
Forty is the old age of youth, fifty is the youth of old age.
Disease is the retribution of outraged Nature.
If our Creator has so bountifully provided for our existence here, which is but momentary, and for our temporal wants, which will soon be forgotten, how much more must He have done for our enjoyment in the everlasting world?
Humanity, in the aggregate, is progressing, and philanthropy looks forward hopefully.
Education commences at the mother's knee, and every word spoken within the hearsay of little children tends towards the formation of character.
There is one inevitable criterion of judgment touching religious faith in doctrinal matters. Can you reduce it to practice? If not, have none of it.
Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its counterfeit.
Hatred is self-punishment.
Idleness is emptiness; the tree in which the sap is stagnant, remains fruitless.
God's glowing covenant.
A chaste and lucid style is indicative of the same personal traits in the author.
As "unkindness has no remedy at law," let its avoidance be with you a point of honor.
No one has a greater asset for his business than a man's pride in his work.
It is easy to be beautiful; it is difficult to appear so.
