I know what happiness is, for I have done good work.

You seem to me to be a pretty lucky young man; keep your eyes open to your mercies. That part of piety is eternal; and the man who forgets to be grateful has fallen asleep in life.

Since hate poisons the soul, don't cherish enmities or grudges: avoid people who make you unhappy.

If you keep on drinking rum, the world will soon be quit of a very dirty scoundrel!

Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.

Had be been Shakespeare, he would then have written Troilus and Cressidato brand the offending sex; but being only a little dog, he began to bite them.

Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.