| Show CONTRASTS no life would be complete without trouble if there were never any dark days the light days would pass b by Y unrecognized that the mountain may tower to the heavens there must be valleys we walk under starlit star lit skies and U upward P cast indifferent glances but suppose we were to be stricken blind and after several years were suddenly to regain our sight then we would gaze wonderingly on the tiniest flowers of the fields after all it until we have a thing taken aiom us that we truly appreciate its worth if we never were to suffer any loss we could never properly value possession trouble is the forerunner of contentment but if we brood over it permit it continually to retard our efforts then it will produce an unbalanced miserable state of mind and existence |