Strange - is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the road Which to discover we must travel too.
Quote by Horace
One wanders to the left, another to the right. Both are equally in error, but,...
You may drive out nature with a pitchfork, yet she'll be constantly running back.
Always keep your composure. You can't score from the penalty box; and to win, you...
Mix a little foolishness with your serious plans. It is lovely to be silly at...
Poets wish to profit or to please.
Every old poem is sacred.
Money is a handmaiden if thou knowest how to use it; a mistress if thou...
Remember when life's path is steep to keep your mind even.
It is of no consequence of what parents a man is born, as long as...
Fidelity is the sister of justice.
Why do you hasten to remove anything which hurts your eye, while if something affects...
Whatever your advice, make it brief
Life is largely a matter of expectation.
You must often make erasures if you mean to write what is worthy of being...
Who then is free? The wise who can command his passions, who fears not want,...
Don't think, just do.
Nothing's beautiful from every point of view.
Evermore in the world is this marvelous balance of beauty and disgust, magnificence and rats
Perfection is boring. If a face doesn't have mistakes, it's nothing.
You are beautiful, but you are empty. One could not die for you. To be...