Tis not for mortals always to be blest.

Music exalts each joy, allays each grief, expels diseases, softens every pain.

You don't ask a juggler which ball is highest in priority. Success is to do it all.

Know, then, whatever cheerful and serene supports the mind supports the body too.

Good native Taste, tho' rude, is seldom wrong, Be it in music, painting, or in song: But this, as well as other faculties, Improves with age and ripens by degrees.

Our greatest good, and what we least can spare, Is hope: the last of all our evils, fear.

For want of timely care Millions have died of medicable wounds.

Your friends avoid you, brutishly transform'd They hardly know you, or if one remains To wish you well, he wishes you in heaven.

Tis not too late to-morrow to be brave.

There are, while human miseries abound, A thousand ways to waste superfluous wealth, Without one fool or flatterer at your board, Without one hour of sickness or disgust.

For pale and trembling anger rushes in With faltering speech, and eyes that wildly stare, Fierce as the tiger, madder than the seas, Desperate and armed with more than human strength.

The future is called "perhaps " which is the only possible thing to call the future. And the important thing is not to allow that to scare you.

I put my phone on airplane mode and it didn't fly Worst. Transformer. Ever.

We call our rich relatives the kin we love to touch

So much more profitable and gracious is doctrine by example than by rule.

My go-to default is to try to be nice, which I feel does less harm in the long run than trying to be, say, assertive. If I am nice and maybe too passive, I find that easier to live with.

If God treats you well by teaching you a disastrous lesson, you never forget it.

I don't really have preferred roles except those with some complexity.

You have mourned over others; now sit down for a while and weep over your own self.

He that hopes to look back hereafter with satisfaction upon past years must learn to know the present value of single minutes, and endeavour to let no particle of time fall useless to the ground.

Everyone has motives. Let's acknowledge that and get on with the interesting part.