Youth comes but once a life time. Perhaps, but it remains strong in many for their entire lives.
The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.
How like they are to human things!
And when she was good she was very very good. But when she was bad she was horrid.
No man is so poor as to have nothing worth giving.
Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were sung or said; For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead.