Alas! sorrow from happiness is oft evolved.

Mannerism always wants to be finished and doesn't enjoy the process. Genuine, truly great talent, however, finds its greatest satisfaction in the production.

Lose the day loitering, 'twill be the same story To-morrow, and the next more dilatory, For indecision brings its own delays, And days are lost lamenting o'er lost days. Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute! What you can do, or think you can, begin it! Only engage, and then the mind grows heated; Begin it, and the work will be completed.

God made man simple, but how he changed and got complicated is hard to say.

Everything transitory is but an image.

One cannot always be a hero, but one can always be a man.

Whatever liberates our spirit, without also giving us mastery over ourselves, is destructive.