Strength of mind is exercise, not rest.
The finest minds, like the finest metals, dissolve the easiest.
The lot of man - to suffer and to die.
When I die, I should be ashamed to leave enough to build me a monument if there were a wanting friend above ground. I would enjoy the pleasure of what I give by giving it alive and seeing another enjoy it.
On cold December fragrant chaplets blow, And heavy harvests nod beneath the snow.
In men, we various ruling passions find; In women, two almost divide the kind Those, only fixed, they first or last obey, The love of pleasure, and the love of sway.