There is no thermometer for wants!
hurt vanity is one of the cruelest of mortal wounds.
People who talk of new lives believe there will be no new troubles.
... most people are dead, and none of them seem to mind it. One hears a great many complaints about life, doesn't one? And there are people I know who would certainly grumble -- however dead they were -- if there were anything to grumble at.
A blossom must break the sheath it has been sheltered by.
When we refuse to accept our limitations, Nature, who is a stern realist, pays us out.