Reward

Above all, let us never forget that an act of goodness is in itself an act of happiness. It is the flower of a long inner life of joy and contentment; it tells of peaceful hours and days on the sunniest heights of our soul... No reward coming after the event can compare with the sweet reward that went with it.

Goodness is the only value that seems in this world of appearances to have any claim to be an end in itself. Virtue is its own reward.

Virtue is to her self the best reward.

Love transcends normal needs and motives, revealing a unity among people and things more fundamental than any differences between them. It is its own reward.

Virtue is its own reward, and brings with it the truest and highest pleasure; but, if we cultivate it only for pleasure's sake, we are selfish, not religious, and will never gain the pleasure, because we can never have the virtue.

The love of truth has its reward in heaven and even on earth.

To seek virtue for the sake of reward is to dig for iron with a spade of gold.

He that does good for good's sake seeks neither paradise nor reward, but he is sure of both [at last] in the end.

Virtue is the highest reward. Virtue truly goes before all things.

Work is not man's punishment. It is his reward and his strength, his glory and his pleasure.

Man is at his best when stimulated by hope of reward, fear of failure, and the light of a star.

He that does good to another, does also good to himself; not only in the consequence, but in the very act of doing it; for the consciousness of well-doing is an ample reward.

Virtue herself is her own fairest reward.

Vanity in its idler moments is benevolent, is as willing to give pleasure as to take it, and accepts as sufficient reward for its services a kind word or an approving smile.

That charity alone endures which flows from a sense of duty and a hope in God. this is the charity that treads in secret those paths of misery from which all but the lowest of human wretches have fled; this is that charity which no labor can weary, no ingratitude detach, no horror disgust; that toils, that pardons, that suffers; that is seen by no man, and honored by no man, but, like the great laws of Nature, does the work of God in silence, and looks to a future and better world for its reward.

Blessedness is not the reward of virtue, but is virtue itself; nor do we rejoice in it because we restrain our lusts, but, on the contrary, it is because we rejoice in it that we are able to restrain our lusts.

Bliss is virtue, not its reward.