"Painters and poets," you say, "have always had an equal license in bold invention." We know; we claim the liberty for ourselves and in turn we give it to others.

Enjoy in happiness the pleasures which each hour brings with it.

Let your poem be kept nine years.

He will be beloved when he is no more.

In the midst of hopes and cares, of apprehensions and of disquietude, regard every day that dawns upon you as if it was to be your last; then super-added hours, to the enjoyment of which you had not looked forward, will prove an acceptable boon.

Those who go overseas find a change of climate, not a change of soul.

Riches with their wicked inducements increase; nevertheless, avarice is never satisfied.