Treat all disasters as if they were trivialities but never treat a triviality as if it were a disaster.
People were still cramming down the stairs, and more were squeezing past the turnstiles and down the escalators onto the platforms, but it was clear to me that this wasn't going to have a happy ending.
By all means marry; if you get a good wife, you'll be happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher.
Over the years your bodies become walking autobiographies, telling friends and strangers alike of the minor and major stresses of your lives.
We are made to persist. That's how we find out who we are.
When someone does something good, applaud! You will make two people happy.
Feet, why do I need them if I have wings to fly?