When a woman's face is wrinkled And her hairs are sprinkled, With gray, Lackaday! Aside she's cast, No one respect will pay; Remember, Lasses, remember. And while the sun shines make hay: You must not expect in December, The flowers you gathered in May.

Let me say the good are often punished unfairly.

There are depths to the human soul that should not be fathomed.

Doing good doesn't always make you feel good. I don't care what they tell you in church.

Sometimes it takes courage to leave.

A person has to be strong in life. A person must practice strength, even if they don't feel it.

Most of our miseries we bring on ourselves. And they're the sum of our own stupidity.