Anger is a short madness.
Fortune makes a fool of those she favors too much.
Capture your reader, let him not depart, from dull beginnings that refuse to start
There are words and accents by which this grief can be assuaged, and the disease in a great measure removed.
Let your mind, happily contented with the present, care not what the morrow will bring with it.
If matters go badly now, they will not always be so.