I have lost everything, and I am so poor now that I really cannot afford to let anything worry me.

I have lost everything, and I am so poor now that I really cannot afford to let anything worry me.

Quit worrying about your health. It'll go away.

Quit worrying about your health. It'll go away.

Fear nothing but what thy industry may prevent; be confident of nothing but what fortune cannot defeat; it is no read more

Fear nothing but what thy industry may prevent; be confident of nothing but what fortune cannot defeat; it is no less folly to fear what is impossible to be avoided than to be secure when there is a possibility to be deprived.

Be not among winebibbers; among riotous eaters of flesh:
For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty: read more

Be not among winebibbers; among riotous eaters of flesh:
For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty: and
drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags.

Come to me now! O, come! benignest sleep!
And fold me up, as evening doth a flower,
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Come to me now! O, come! benignest sleep!
And fold me up, as evening doth a flower,
From my vain self, and vain things which have power
Upon my soul to make me smile or weep.
And when thou comest, oh, like Death be deep.

The good Lord gave me a brain that works so fast that in one moment I can worry as much read more

The good Lord gave me a brain that works so fast that in one moment I can worry as much as it would take others a whole year to achieve.

Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow. It empties today of its strength.

Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow. It empties today of its strength.

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished read more

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.

Visit her, gentle Sleep! with wings of healing,
And may this storm be but a mountain-birth,
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Visit her, gentle Sleep! with wings of healing,
And may this storm be but a mountain-birth,
May all the stars hang bright above her dwelling,
Silent as though they watched the sleeping Earth!