Reject your sense of injury and the injury itself disappears.

The best revenge is to be unlike him who performed the injury.

Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.

Anything in any way beautiful derives its beauty from itself and asks nothing beyond itself. Praise is no part of it, for nothing is made worse or better by praise.

Perhaps there are none more lazy, or more truly ignorant, than your everlasting readers.

Be content with what you are, and wish not change; nor dread your last day, nor long for it.