Hosea Ballou

Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its
counterfeit.

Real happiness is cheap enough, yet how dearly we pay for its
counterfeit.

My lodging it is on the cold ground, and very hard is my fare,
But that which troubles me read more

My lodging it is on the cold ground, and very hard is my fare,
But that which troubles me most, is the unkindness of my dear.

Idleness is emptiness; the tree in which the sap is stagnant,
remains fruitless.

Idleness is emptiness; the tree in which the sap is stagnant,
remains fruitless.

Forty is the old age of youth, fifty is the youth of old age.

Forty is the old age of youth, fifty is the youth of old age.

A single bad habit will mar an otherwise faultless character, as an ink-drop soileth the pure white page.

A single bad habit will mar an otherwise faultless character, as an ink-drop soileth the pure white page.