One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory.
The ornament of a house is the friends who frequent it.
Before I met my husband, I'd never fallen in love, though I'd stepped in it a few times.
I have enjoyed greatly the second blooming... suddenly you find - at the age of 50, say - that a whole new life has opened before you.
The trick is to make sure you don't die waiting for prosperity to come.
If our early lessons of acceptance were as successful as our early lessons of anger, how much happier we would all be.
Experience is a good teacher, but she send in terrific bills.