“Be cheerful, if you are wise.”

Your page stands against you and says to you that you are a thief.

One genius has made many clever artists.

The African lions rush to attack bulls; they do not attack butterflies.

I know all that better than my own name.

What quick wit is found in sudden straits!

Who gives to friends so much from Fate secures, That is the only wealth for ever yours.

You are sad in the midst of every blessing. Take care that Fortune does not observe–or she will call you ungrateful.

To be able to enjoy one’s past life is to live twice.

If my opinion is of any worth, the fieldfare is the greatest delicacy among birds, the hare among quadrupeds.

It is feeling and force of imagination that make us eloquent.

Givers of great dinners know few enemies.

Joys do not stay, but take wing and fly away.

Spare the person but lash the vice.

I’m what I seem; not any dyer gave, But nature dyed this colour that I have.

Some good, some so-so, and lots plain bad: that’s how a book of poems is made, my Friend.

Can the fish love the fisherman?

Let’s be cheerful! We have no more right to steal the brightness out of the day for our own family than we have to steal the purse of a stranger.

I am watching the Earth. The visibility is good. I feel well and cheerful. The machine is functioning normally.

The banjo is such a happy instrument–you can’t play a sad song on the banjo – it always comes out so cheerful.

People in general want to build somebody up and then try to knock them down. They always root for the underdog.

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.

Encourage one another. Many times a word of praise or thanks or appreciation or cheer has kept people on their feet.

Nothing is more graceful than habitual cheerfulness.

The warmth is spring is near. It smells of hope and cheer. The budding bulbs of daffodils will end the endless fear.