Nothing is too high for the daring of mortals: we storm heaven itself in our folly.
You may suppress natural propensities by force, but they will be certain to re-appear.
Don't just think, do.
Virtuosi have been long remarked to have little conscience in their favorite pursuits. A man will steal a rarity who would cut off his hand rather than take the money it is worth. Yet, in fact, the crime is the same.
The snow has at last melted, the fields regain their herbage, and the trees their leaves.
To drink away sorrow.