Life gets really simple once you cut out all the bull shit they teach you in school.

Once you leave out all the bullshit they teach you in school, life gets really simple.

Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing. And gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning, and sang.

The happiest part of a man's life is what he passes lying awake in bed in the morning.

And things were back to normal except we were just friends.

The world, you see, is happier after the terror of the storm.

Slowly the pattern of our days grew, and shaped itself into a happy life.

Life has become immeasurably better since I have been forced to stop taking it seriously.

When I get up in the morning, I go right back to bed again. I feel best in the evening the moment I put out the light and pull the feather-bed over my head. I sit up once more, look around the room with indescribable satisfaction, and then good night, down under the feather-bed.

Talking to the gods had been a much more comfortable proposition when there had seemed no danger of Their talking back.

Life is real again, and the useless and cumbersome and mischievous have to die.

Sleep quietly, now that the gates of the day are closed. Leave tomorrow’s problems for tomorrow. The earth is peaceful. Only the stars are abroad; and they will not cause you any trouble.

Both teachers and learners go to sleep at their post as soon as there is no enemy in the field.

We gave the Future to the winds, and slumbered tranquilly in the Present, weaving the dull world around us into dreams.