Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy.
Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy.
People are trapped in history and history is trapped in them.
Ill habits gather unseen degrees, as brooks make rivers, rivers run to seas.
A brier rose whose buds yield fragrant harvest for the honey bee.
True artists are almost the only men who do their work for pleasure.
We can lick gravity, but sometimes the paperwork is overwhelming.
There is room in the smallest cottage for a happy loving pair.