Of all ills that one endures, hope is a cheap and universal cure.
The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.
I would not fear nor wish my fate, but boldly say each night, to-morrow let my sun his beams display, or in clouds hide them; I have lived today.
Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country cottages.
Life is an incurable disease.