Forty is the old age of youth, fifty is the youth of old age. – Hosea Ballou
Tears of joy are like the summer rain drops pierced by sunbeams. – Hosea Ballou

Forty is the old age of youth, fifty is the youth of old age. – Hosea Ballou
Tears of joy are like the summer rain drops pierced by sunbeams. – Hosea Ballou
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. – Hosea Ballou
Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its counterfeit. – Hosea Ballou