The child of misery, baptized in tears!

The child of misery, baptized in tears!

And bear about the mockery of woe
To midnight dances and the public show.

And bear about the mockery of woe
To midnight dances and the public show.

Sweet recreation barred, what doth ensue
But moody and dull melancholy,
Kinsman to a grim and comfortless read more

Sweet recreation barred, what doth ensue
But moody and dull melancholy,
Kinsman to a grim and comfortless despair,
And at her heels a huge infectious troop
Of pale distemperatures and foes to life?

No, misery makes sport to mock itself.

No, misery makes sport to mock itself.

Whoever is spared personal pain must feel himself called to help in diminishing the pain of others. We must all read more

Whoever is spared personal pain must feel himself called to help in diminishing the pain of others. We must all carry our share of the misery which lies upon the world.

The miserable have no other medicine but hope.

The miserable have no other medicine but hope.

Extreme hopes are born from extreme misery.

Extreme hopes are born from extreme misery.

The trick is in what one emphasizes. We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves happy. The amount of read more

The trick is in what one emphasizes. We either make ourselves miserable, or we make ourselves happy. The amount of work is the same.

Horatio looked handsomely miserable, like Hamlet slipping on a
piece of orange-peel.

Horatio looked handsomely miserable, like Hamlet slipping on a
piece of orange-peel.