Not To Be Miserable Is All Some

Not To Be Miserable Is All Some People Are Capable Of.

I Never Invite Idiots To My House.

I Often Think That Those People Are The Happiest Who Know Nothing At All Of The World, And Sitting In The Little Empire Of The Fireside, Where There Is No Contention Or Cabal, Think We Are In A Golden Age Of Existance.

The Outrages Of The Powerful, The Insolence Of The Rich, Scorn Of The Proud, And Malice Of The Uncharitable, All Beating Against The Broken Spirit Of The Unfortunate.

I Endeavor To Drink Deep Of Philosophy, And To Be Wise When I Cannot Be Merry, Easy When I Cannot Be Glad, Content With What Cannot Be Mended, And Patient Where There Is No Redress. The Mighty Can Do No More, And The Wise Seldom Do As Much. ... I Am Resolved To Make The Best Of All Circumstances Around Me, That This Short Life May Not Be Half Lost In Pains ... Between The Periods Of Birth And Burial, I Would Fain Insert A Little Happiness, A Little Pleasure, A Little Peace: To-day Is Ours, Yesterday Is Past, And To-morrow May Never Come.