Nothing is so wretched or foolish as to anticipate misfortunes. What madness it is to be expecting evil before it comes.

No one's so old that he mayn't with decency hope for one more day.

Brother, the Great Spirit has made us all. . . . .

Hold fast then to this sound and wholesome rule of life; indulge the body only as far as is needful for health.

Teach the art of living well.

It is only luxury and avarice that make poverty grievous to us; for it is a very small matter that does our business, and when we have provided against cold, hunger, and thirst, all the rest is but vanity and excess.

All art is but imitation of nature.