All-cheering Plenty, with her flowing horn, Led yellow Autumn, wreath'd with nodding corn.

The best plans of men and mice often go awry.

I pick my favourite quotations and store them in my mind as ready armour, offensive or defensive, amid the struggle of this turbulent existence.

The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men, Gang aft a-gley, And leave us nought but grief and pain, For promised joy.

Nursing her wrath to keep it warm.--Robert Burns

But to see her was to love her, Love but her, and love forever. Had we never lou'd sae kindly, Had we never lou'd sae blindly, Never met - or never parted - We had ne'er been broken hearted

When matters are desperate we must put on a desperate face.