Sometimes One Has Suffered Enough To Have

I Am Hungry, Feed Me; I Am Bored, Amuse Me.

Haste Is A Poor Counselor

As A General Rule...people Ask For Advice Only In Order Not To Follow It; Or If They Do Follow It, In Order To Have Someone To Blame For Giving It.

Those Born To Wealth, And Who Have The Means Of Gratifying Every Wish, Know Not What Is The Real Happiness Of Life, Just As Those Who Have Been Tossed On The Stormy Waters Of The Ocean On A Few Frail Planks Can Alone Realize The Blessings Of Fair Weather.

Be Happy, Noble Heart, Be Blessed For All The Good Thou Hast Done And Wilt Do Hereafter, And Let My Gratitude Remain In Obscurity Like Your Good Deeds.