Our good and evil are often made by contrasts.

We shall not find the way rugged, unless we compare it too closely with other ways our feet have trodden, and sigh vainly over the past, instead of accepting the good that is awarded us in the present.

Let us first make the 'rough paths of peevish nature even,' and the way will be smooth to our feet." "You will never be happy in this neighbourhood, Edward," said his sister, sharply; for she saw that the pride her words had awakened was dying out.
"If he is not happy here, change of place will work no difference." Mrs.Markland spoke earnestly.
"Why not ?" was the quick interrogation of Grace.
"Because happiness is rarely, if ever, produced by a change of external relations.

We must have within us the elements of happiness; and then the heart's sunshine will lie across our threshold, whether it be of palace or cottage." "Truer words were never spoken," said Mr.Markland, "and I feel their better meaning.

No, Agnes, we will not go out from this pleasant neighbourhood, nor from among those we have proved to be friends.