You may suppress natural propensities by force, but they will be certain to re-appear.
Lightning strikes the tops of the mountains.
Poets are never allowed to be mediocre by the gods, by men or by publishers.
I want to live, and die with you.
In neglected fields the fern grows, which must be cleared out by fire.
Anger is a momentary madness, so control your passion or it will control you.