Oh the nerves, the nerves; the mysteries of this machine called man! Oh the little that unhinges it, poor creatures that we are! – Charles Dickens #hsp #infj

Some men storm imaginary Alps all their lives, and die in the foothills cursing difficulties which do not exist. – Edgar Watson Howe

I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself than be crowded on a velvet cushion. I would rather ride on earth in an ox cart, with a free circulation, than go to heaven in the fancy car of an excursion train and breathe a malaria all the way. – Henry David Thoreau, Walden: Or, Life in the Woods, “Economy” #infj

Never bear more than one kind of trouble at a time. Some people bear three — all they have had, all they have now, and all they expect to have. – Edward Everett Hale