The rhythm of life is intricate but orderly, tenacious but fragile. To keep that in mind is to build the key to survival.
A determined soul will do more with a rusty monkey wrench than a loafer will accomplish with all the tools in a machine shop.
Even turkeys can fly in a stiff wind.
Till taught by pain, Men really know not what good water's worth; If you had been in Turkey or in Spain, Or with a famish'd boat's-crew had your berth, Or in the desert heard the camel's bell, You'd wish yourself where Truth is--in a well.
But I have learned a thing or two; I know as sure as fate, When we lock up our lives for wealth, the gold key comes too late.
I hear the wind among the trees Playing the celestial symphonies; I see the branches downward bent, Like keys of some great instrument.
The key to wisdom is knowing all the right questions.
"Never see . . . a dead post-boy, did you?" inquired Sam. . . . "No," rejoined Bob, "I never did." "No!" rejoined Sam triumphantly. "Nor never vill; and there's another thing that no man never see, and that's a dead donkey."
To find out what one is fitted to do, and to secure an opportunity to do it, is the key to happiness.
As a cure for worrying, work is better than whiskey.