Activity and sadness are incompatible.
The cheerful live longest in years, and afterwards in our regards. Cheerfulness is the off-shoot of goodness.
There are ceremonious bows that repel one like a cudgel.
We make way for the man who boldly pushes past us.
A failure establishes only this, that our determination to succeed was not strong enough.
Melancholy sees the worst of things...[rather than the best]