Sleep sweetly, tender heart, in peace;Sleep, holy spirit, blessed soul,While the stars burn, the moons increase,And the great ages onward roll. Sleep till the end, true soul and sweet. Nothing comes to thee new or strange. Sleep full of rest from head to feet;Lie still, dry dust, secure of change.

The folly of all follies is to be love sick for a shadow.

All Life needs for life is possible to will.

Men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.

I will be deafer than the blue-eyed cat, And thrice as blind as any noonday owl, To holy virgins in their ecstasies.

The long day wanes; the slow moon climbs the deep.

Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power.