Keep your eyes wide open before marriage, half shut afterwards.
Constant complaint is the poorest sort of pay for all the comforts we enjoy.
...it is prodigious the quantity of good that may be done by one man if he will make a business of it.
The noblest question in the world is: 'What good may I do in it?'
'Tis true there is much to be done, . . . but stick to it steadily, and you will see great effects, for constant dropping wears away stones . . . and little strokes fell great oaks, as Poor Richard says. . . .
Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of.