He's a man of great common sense and good taste - meaning thereby a man without originality or moral courage.

Just do what must be done. This may not be happiness, but it is greatness.

It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.

We have no more right to consume happiness without producing it than to consume wealth without producing it.

Give a man health and a course to steer, and he'll never stop to trouble about whether he's happy or not.