To me, bitterness is the under-arm odor of wishful weakness. It is the graceless acknowledgment of defeat.
An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.
Work is the nearest thing to happiness that I can find.
It costs you something to do good!
The present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.
To a haughty belly, kindness is hard to swallow and harder to digest.