The most clear-sided view of the darkest possible situation is itself an act of optimism.

He is always becoming$$$ and if it were not for the contingency of death$$$ he would never end.

Existence is prior to essence.

Guard well within yourself that treasure - kindness. Know how to give without hesitation$$$ how to lose without regret$$$ how to acquire without meanness.

The fact is always obvious much too late$$$ but the most singular difference between happiness and joy is that happiness is a solid and joy a liquid.

As I look back$$$ I see that life is like a game of solitaire and every once in a while there is a move.

I hate posterity - it's so fond of having the last word.

What can't be cured must be endured.

Without the frown of clouds and lightning$$$ the vines would be burned by the smiling sun.

This is what love does and continues to do. It tastes like honey to adults and milk to children.