Happiness consists not in having much, but in being content with little.
Praise is the only gift for which people are really grateful.
Happiness is a rare plant that seldom takes root on earth-few ever enjoyed it, except for a brief period; the search after it is rarely rewarded by the discovery, but there is an admirable substitute for it... a contented spirit.
Virtue, like a dowerless beauty, has more admirers than followers.
There is no cosmetic for beauty like happiness.
Friends are the thermometer by which we may judge the temperature of our fortunes.