A Well Begun Is Half

A Diary Need Not Be A Dreary Chronicle Of One's Movements; It Should Aim Rather At Giving Salient Account Of Some Particular Episode, A Walk, A Book, A Conversation.

There Remain Times When One Can Only Endure. One Lives On, One Doesn't Die, And The Only Thing That One Can Do, Is To Fill One's Mind And Time As Far As Possible With The Concerns Of Other People. It Doesn't Bring Immediate Peace, But It Brings The Dawn Nearer.

I Expect That All Of Us Get Pretty Much What We Deserve Of Appreciation.

I Have Known Some Quite Good People Who Were Unhappy, But Never An Interested Person Who Was Unhappy.

When You Get To My Age Life Seems Little More Than One Long March To And From The Lavatory.