We are just statistics, born to consume resources.

It is not enough for poems to be fine; they must charm, and draw the mind of the listener at will.

A shoe that is too large is apt to trip one, and when too small, to pinch the feet. So it is with those whose fortune does not suit them.

Nature is harmony in discord.

That man lives happy and in command of himself, who from day to day can say I have lived. Whether clouds obscure, or the sun illumines the following day, that which is past is beyond recall.

Those who say nothing about their poverty will obtain more than those who turn beggars.

He has not lived badly whose birth and death has been unnoticed by the world.