Happy indeed is the naturalist: to him the seasons come round like old friends; to him the birds sing: as he walks along, the flowers stretch out from the hedges, or look up from the ground, and as each year fades away, he looks back on a fresh store of happy memories.
John LubbockTry to realize all the blessings you have, and you will find perhaps that they are more than you suppose.
John LubbockThough it is a great mistake to make friends of the wicked and foolish, it is unwise to make enemies of them, for they are very numerous.
John Lubbock