Impermanence is the very essence of joy-the drop of bitterness that enables one to perceive the sweet.

Before, you think of it as a permanent bond of happiness; later, you see that it is a yoke, borne unequally. You marry to keep love, but sometimes that is the surest way to lose it.

There are many people who consider love a dream, but they usually grow to think of marriage as the cold breakfast.

There isn't a new sorrow in the world -- they're all old ones -- but we can all find new happiness if we look in the right way.

All we can do in this world is the thing that seems to us the best. We have no concern with the results, except as a guide for the future, and sometimes, years afterward, we see that what seemed like a bitter loss was, in reality, gain.

It all depends on the way you look at it. The point of view is everything in this world.

May our house always be too small to hold all of our friends.