The best way to excape his ire Is, not to seem too happy.
You never know what life means till you die; even throughout life, tis death that makes life live.
Are there not, dear Michael, Two points in the adventure of the diver,- One, when a beggar he prepares to plunge; One, when a prince he rises with his pearl? Festus, I plunge.
Make us happy and you make us good.
Be sure that God Ne'er dooms to waste the strength he deigns impart.
If thou tastest a crust of bread, thou tastest all the stars and all the heavens.