Often we allow ourselves to be upset by small things we should despise and forget. We lose many irreplaceable hours brooding over grievances that, in a year’s time, will be forgotten by us and by everybody. No, let us devote our life to worthwhile actions and feelings, to great thoughts, real affections and enduring undertakings.
Experience is valuable only when it has brought suffering and when the suffering has left its mark upon both body and mind.
Smile, for everyone lacks self-confidence and more than any other one thing a smile reassures them.
Growing old is no more than a bad habit which a busy person has no time to form.”
No one can be profoundly original who does not avoid eccentricity.
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around…. Leo Buscaglia
“The tragedy of growing old is not that one is old but that one is young” …. Oscar Wilde
Her full nature, like nthat river of which Cyrus broke the strength, spent itself in channels which had no great name on the earth. But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs.” … George Eliot, Middlemarch
Escape to myself 
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