Life is divided into the horrible and the miserable.
Happiness is not a station you arrive at, but a manner of traveling.
A smiling face is half the meal.
Keep on going and the chances are you will stumble on something, perhaps when you are least expecting it. I have never heard of anyone stumbling on something sitting down.
The people who are regarded as moral luminaries are those who forego ordinary pleasures themselves and find compensation in interfering with the pleasures of others.
A poem is no place for an idea.
On the plus side, death is one of the few things that can be done just as easily lying down.