Among all forms of mistake, prophecy is the most gratuitous.

A man deep-wounded may feel too much pain To feel much anger.

You know nothing about Hope, that immortal, delicious maiden forever courted forever propitious, whom fools have called deceitful, as if it were Hope that carried the cup of disappointment, whereas it is her deadly enemy, Certainty, whom she only es

There's times when the crockery seems alive, an' flies out o' your hand like a bird. It's like the glass, sometimes, 'ull crack as it stands. What is to be broke will be broke.

Every year strips us of at least one vain expectation, and teaches us to reckon some solid good in its stead.

So to live is heaven; to make undying music in the world.

Plainness has its peculiar temptations and vices quite as much as beauty.