“Reflect upon your present blessings.”

When you drink of the water, don’t forget the spring from which it flows.

Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.

An idea, like a ghost, must be spoken to a little before it will explain itself.

If there were no bad people, there would be no good lawyers.

Poetry makes life what lights and music do the stage.

A man is lucky if he is the first love of a woman. A woman is lucky if she is the last love of a man.

There is nothing so strong or safe in an emergency of life as the simple truth.

What greater gift than the love of a cat.

Ask no questions, and you’ll be told no lies.

Charity begins at home, and justice begins next door.

We need never be ashamed of our tears.

Never,” said my aunt, “be mean in anything; never be false; never be cruel. Avoid those three vices, Trot, and I can always be hopeful of you.

Least said, soonest mended.

Every traveler has a home of his own, and he learns to appreciate it the more from his wandering.

Minds, like bodies, will often fall into a pimpled, ill-conditioned state from mere excess of comfort.

There are books of which the backs and covers are by far the best parts.

I don’t think you can be too ashamed of anything as long as you were being yourself. I think why people feel, um, so entitled over me is that they’ve watched me grow up. But that’s a blessing and a curse.

The true basis of morality is utility; that is, the adaptation of our actions to the promotion of the general welfare and happiness; the endeavour so to rule our lives that we may serve and bless mankind.

The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.

He was the blessing that came into her life. She was the gift that he found. The universe brought them into each others lives. Destiny would find a way to bring them together. And they would find their way to each other.

I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.

I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.

I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.

Blessed are the merciful, for they will be shown mercy.