Thinking is harder work than hard work.
The purpose of life is not to be happy, the purpose of life is to matter.
Her cooking suggested she had attended the Cordon Noir.
The writer wants to be understood much more than he wants to be respected or praised or even loved. And that, perhaps, is what makes him different from others.
Where there is too much, something is missing.
Happiness, in the ancient, noble sense, means self-fulfillment—and is given to those who use to the fullest whatever talents God … bestowed upon them.