I am persuaded that the greater part of our complaints arise from want of exercise.

It is the fine rain that soaks us through.

If you are not feeling well, if you have not slept, chocolate will revive you. But you have no chocolate! I think of that again and again! My dear, how will you ever manage?

If we could have a little patience, we should escape much mortification; time takes away as much as it gives.

It is thus that we walk through the world like the blind, not knowing whither we are going, regarding as bad what is good, regarding as good what is bad, and ever in entire ignorance.

We like no noise unless we make it ourselves.

good and evil travel on the same road, but they leave different impressions.