While man exclaims, "See all things for my use!" "See man for mine!" replies a pamper'd goose.

Find, if you can, in what you cannot change. Manners with fortunes, humours turn with climes, Tenets with books, and principles with times.

Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain Here earth and water seem to strive again, Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But, as the world, harmoniously confused: Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.

The difference is too nice - Where ends the virtue or begins the vice.

Do you find yourself making excuses when you do not perform? Shed the excuses and face reality. Excuses are the loser's way out. They will mar your credibility and stunt your personal growth.

Gentle dullness ever loves a joke.

Blessed is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed was the ninth beatitude.