What does it avail you, if of many thorns only one be removed.
One cannot know everything.
We rarely find anyone who can say he has lived a happy life, and who, content with his life, can retire from the world like a satisfied guest.
Drive Nature from your door with a pitchfork, and she will return again and again.
It is not enough for poems to be fine; they must charm, and draw the mind of the listener at will.
The human race afraid of nothing, rushes on through every crime.