A poem sent to me by Jeni on All Saints Day:

Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass.
               
                               

                               
(Max Ehrmann, 1872-1945)
               
                                                                                               
                               
This is the day we are given;
               
Let us rejoice and be glad in it.