I Wonder How Often Not The Intention

If One Has One Cow, It Is Always Better Not To Be Too Familiar With Those Who Have Seven.

Luck Enters Into Every Contingency. You Are A Fool If You Forget It -- And A Greater Fool If You Count Upon It.

... Most People Are Dead, And None Of Them Seem To Mind It. One Hears A Great Many Complaints About Life, Doesn't One? And There Are People I Know Who Would Certainly Grumble -- However Dead They Were -- If There Were Anything To Grumble At.

Jane Had That Happy Disposition Which Would Like To Imagine That Every One Really Wishes The Well-being Of His Neighbour And Struggles, Though Sometimes Rather Disastrously, To Help Him Towards It.

A Refugee Is As Helpless As A New Born Child - But Not So Appealing! Besides, A New Born Child Has No Memories!