What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
What a brave privilege is it to be free from all contentions, from all envying or being envied, from receiving or paying all kinds of ceremonies!
Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th' approaches of the last.
Life is an incurable disease.
The present is all the ready money Fate can give.