The best-loved man or maid in the town would perish with anguish could they hear all that their friends say in the course of a day.
True luck consists not in holding the best cards at the table luckiest he who knows just when to rise and go home.
I think that saving a little child And bringing him to his own Is a derned sight better business Than loafing around the throne.
Make all good men your well-wishers and then in the years' steady sifting some of them will turn into friends.
Friends are the sunshine of life.