Why wilt thou add to all the griefs I suffer Imaginary ills, and fancy'd tortures? - Joseph Addison

A cloudy day or a little sunshine have as great an influence on many constitutions as the most real blessings or misfortunes.

I have somewhere met with the epitaph of a charitable man, which has very much pleased me. I cannot recollect the words, but the sense of it is to this purpose; What I spent I lost; what I possessed is left to others; what I gave away remains with me.

Eternity! thou pleasing dreadful thought! Through what variety of untried being, Through what new scenes and changes must we pass!