And even the best have often foibles of character which have to be endured, sympathised with, and perhaps pitied.

Who is perfect?
Who does not suffer from some thorn in the flesh?
Who does not stand in need of toleration, of forbearance, of forgiveness?
What the poor imprisoned Queen Caroline Matilda of Denmark wrote on her chapel-window ought to be the prayer of all,--"Oh! keep me innocent! make others great." Then, how much does the disposition of every human being depend upon their innate constitution and their early surroundings; the comfort or discomfort of the homes in which they have been brought up; their inherited characteristics; and the examples, good or bad, to which they have been exposed through life! Regard for such considerations should teach charity and forbearance to all men.
At the same time, life will always be to a large extent what we ourselves make it.

Each mind makes its own little world.

The cheerful mind makes it pleasant, and the discontented mind makes it miserable.
"My mind to me a kingdom is," applies alike to the peasant as to the monarch.

The one may be in his heart a king, as the other may be a slave.