Nothing on earth can really smile but man. Gems may flash reflected light, but what is a diamond-flash compared with an eye-flash and a mind-flash? A smile is a light in the window of the face by which the heart signifies that it is at home and waiting.
There are persons so radiant, so genial, so kind, so pleasure-bearing, that you instinctively feel, in their presence, that they do you good, that their coming into a room is like bringing a lamp there.
Cheerful people are like sunshine, cheering up everybody around them . . . Good cheer, based upon joy in the heart, gives wings to the feet, sinews to the legs, muscles to the arms, elasticity to every motion.
. . . Mirth is God's medicine. Everybody ought to bathe in it. Grim care, moroseness, anxiety - all this rust of life ought to be scoured off by the oil of mirth. It is better than emery. Every man ought to rub himself with it. A man without mirth is like a wagon without springs, in which everyone is caused disagreeably to jolt by every pebble over which it runs.
~HENRY WARD BEECHER~
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