No one asked you to be happy. Get to work.
What a wonderful life I've had! I only wish I'd realized it sooner.
By an image we hold on to our lost treasures, but it is the wrenching loss that forms the image, composes, binds the bouquet.
I love my past, I love my present. I am not ashamed of what I have had, and I am not sad because I no longer have it.
We only do well the things we like doing.
Total absence of humor renders life impossible.