There is a what-the-hell moment in life when you feel you have been pre-punished for every sin you'll ever commit.
Material success is always tempered by the recollection that there was some kind of happiness that was supposed to come with it.
How do you tell an optimist that he or she has lived a happy life by mistake?
Be happy, and a reason will come along.
We lack resolve and blame fate, mistaking the drift for the tides.
See yourself always as cause, and perhaps a better world will be found among your effects.