Happiness puts on as many shapes as discontent, and there is nothing odder than the satisfaction of one's neighbor.

Of the small gifts of heaven, / It seems to me a more than equal share / At birth was given / To girls with curly hair.

It is the leisured, I have noticed, who rebel the most at an interruption of routine.

When blithe to argument I come, Though armed with facts, and merry, May Providence protect me from The fool as adversary, Whose mind to him a kingdom is Where reason lacks dominion, Who calls conviction prejudice And prejudice opinion.

Ah! some love Paris, / And some Purdue. / But love is an archer with a low I.Q. / A bold, bad bowman, and innocent of pity. / So I'm in love with / New York City.

This is the gist of what I know: Give advice and buy a foe.

Tomorrow will come and today will pass, / But the hearts of the young are brittle as glass.