I am more and more convinced that our happiness or unhappiness depends more on the way we meet the events of life than on the nature of those events themselves.
We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give.
Marriage is the only adventure open to the cowardly.
When they discover the center of the universe, a lot of people will be disappointed to discover they are not it.
But be, as you have been, my happiness...
I guess we'd be living in a boring, perfect world if everybody wished everybody else well.
No one goes there nowadays, it's too crowded.