The Fruit Of Life Is Experience, Not

For Still I See That Forethought Spares Afterthought And After-sorrow.

Move Not In Your Anger; It Is Like Putting To Sea In A Tempest.

When A Man Has Calamity Upon Calamity The World Generally Concludes That He Must Be A Very Wicked Man To Deserve Them. Perhaps The World Is Right; But It Is Also Just Possible That The World ... May Be Wrong.

There Is No Corner Too Quiet, Or Too Far Away, For A Woman To Make Sorrow In It.

The First Step Is What I Like To Be Sure Of ... To The Second Step It Often Binds You.