Adversity is the diamond dust Heaven polishes its jewels with.

Adversity is sometimes hard upon a man; but for one man who can stand prosperity, there are a hundred that will stand adversity.

Rich and rare were the gems she wore, And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore.

Life tries to crush her, but only succeeded in making a diamond.

Life with trials hard may press me;
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest.

Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour The bad affright, afflict the best!