What was once to me mere matter of the fancy now has grown the vast necessity of heart and life.
A sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.
So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.
It is unconceivable that the whole Universe was merely created for us who live in this third-rate planet of a third-rate moon.
Nor is he the wisest man who never proved himself a fool.
Life is brief but love is LONG .