They have a beam in the eye--a beam of pleasure, gladness, religious cheerfulness, philosophy, call it what you will.

Sunshine is about their hearts, and their mind gilds with its own hues all that it looks upon.

When they have burdens to bear, they bear them cheerfully--not repining, nor fretting, nor wasting their energies in useless lamentation, but struggling onward manfully, gathering up such flowers as lie along their path.
Let it not for a moment be supposed that men such as those we speak of are weak and unreflective.

The largest and most comprehensive natures are generally also the most cheerful, the most loving, the most hopeful, the most trustful.

It is the wise man, of large vision, who is the quickest to discern the moral sunshine gleaming through the darkest cloud.