The changing year's successive plan Proclaims mortality to man.

Not to be lost in idle admiration is the only sure means of making and preserving happiness.

I can never forget suffering and I will never forget sunset. I came home with all of it in my mind.

The mob may hiss me, but I congratulate myself while I contemplate my treasures in their hoard.

She - philosophy is equally helpful to the rich and poor: neglect her, and she equally harms the young and old.

Pale death knocks with impartial foot at poor men's hovels and king's palaces.

Twixt hope and fear, anxiety and anger.