We all have strength enough to endure the misfortunes of others.
I'm struck by the insidious, computer-driven tendency to take things out of the domain of muscular activity and put them into the domain of mental activity. The transfer is not paying off. Sure, muscles are unreliable, but they represent several million years of accumulated finesse.
A boy can learn a lot from a dog: obedience, loyalty, and the importance of turning around three times before lying down.
People fail forward to success.
As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.
I feel like a tiny bird with a big song!
Cheerfulness, it would appear, is a matter which depends fully as much on the state of things within, as on the state of things without and around us.