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.

As if by magic, the love of the many comes with the love of the one.

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.

Money may not be your best friend, but it's the quickest to act, and seems to be favorably recognized in more places than most friends are.

But somewhere on the great world the sun is always shining, and, just so sure as you live, it will sometime shine on you.

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.

At twenty, men love woman; at thirty, a woman; and at forty, women.