Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun.
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
Even victors are by victories undone.
Shame on the body for breaking down while the spirit perseveres.
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
Genius must be born, and never can be taught.
But love's a malady without a cure.
And plenty makes us poor.
Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.
Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.
All objects lose by too familiar a view.
The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.
What passions cannot music raise or quell?
Self-defence is Nature's eldest law.
Seek not to know what must not be reveal, for joy only flows where fate is most concealed. A busy person would find their sorrows much more; if future fortunes were known before!
Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.
You see through love, and that deludes your sight, As what is straight seems crooked through the water.
We first make our habits, and then our habits make us.