Look at that moon. Potato weather for sure.

The knowledge that she would never be loved in return acted upon her ideas as a tide acts upon cliffs.

That's the advantage of having lived sixty-five years. You don't feel the need to be impatient any longer.

Comparisons of one's lot with others' teaches us nothing and enfeebles the will.

People are meant to go through life two by two. ’Tain’t natural to be lonesome.

Life is a fatal adventure. It can only have one end. So why not make it as far-ranging and free as possible.

Either we live by accident and die by accident, or we live by plan and die by plan.