Those who have money think that the most important thing in the world is love. The poor know it is money.

We soon cease to feel the grief at the deaths of our friends, yet we continue to the end of our lives to miss them. They are still with us in their absence.

As Coleridge said, "We receive but what we give." The happy life is a life of continual generosity in which we go out to meet and acclaim the world.

We are closer to the ants than to the butterflies. Very few people can endure much leisure.

The more we feel sorry for ourselves, the less sorry others will feel for us. People don't waste their small store of sympathy on those who can provide it so richly for themselves.

Old age takes away from us what we have inherited and gives us what we have earned.

Every writer and artist wonders what in the world people of other professions can find to live for.