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He Had Known Several Men Who Blew Their Heads Off, And He Had Pondered It Much. It Seemed To Him It Was Probably Because They Could Not Take Enough Happiness Just From The Sky And The Moon To Carry Them Over The Low Feelings That Came To All Men.

I Don't See How Being Married Could Be Any Worse Than Listening To You Talk For Twenty Years, But That Still Ain't Much Of A Recommendation For It.

The Lives Of Happy People Are Dense With Their Own Doings -- Crowded, Active, Thick. But The Sorrowing Are Nomads, On A Plain With Few Landmarks And No Boundaries; Sorrow's Horizons Are Vague And Its Demands Are Few.

If You Want One Thing Too Much It’s Likely To Be A Disappointment. The Healthy Way Is To Learn To Like The Everyday Things, Like Soft Beds And Buttermilk—and Feisty Gentlemen.

If I Had A Mind To Rent Pigs, I'd Be Mighty Upset. A Man That Likes To Rent Pigs Won't Be Stopped.