Happy is the son whose faith in his mother remains unchallenged.
Cast your bread upon the waters, and after many days it will come back buttered.
I did fail, say what you will, for Jo wouldn't love me.
Keep good company, read good books, love good things and cultivate soul and body as faithfully as you can
But please hug and kiss me, everyone, and don't mind my dress, I want a great many crumples of this sort put into it today.
Wild roses are fairest, and nature a better gardener than art.