It is a well-known fact that very often, putting the period of boyhood out of the argument, the older we grow the more cynical and hardened we become; indeed, many of us are only saved by timely death from moral petrification, if not from moral corruption.

Passion is like the lightning, it is beautiful, and it links the earth to heaven, but alas it blinds!

The food that memory gives to eat is bitter to the taste, and it is only with the teeth of hope that we can bear to bite it.

Yea, all things live forever, though at times they sleep and are forgotten.

Men and women, empires and cities, thrones, principalities, and powers, mountains, rivers, and unfathomed seas, worlds, spaces, and universes, all have their day, and all must go.

As for the girl, since she is well favoured, she shall brew the king's beer, and be numbered amongst the king's wives-unless, indeed, he is pleased to give her to me.

Laughter and bitterness are often the veils with which a sore heart wraps its weakness from the world.