The loss of a much-prized treasure is only half felt when we have not regarded its tenure as secure.

Patriotism corrupts history.

Our passions are the true phoenixes; when the old one is burnt out, a new one rises from its ashes.

As beauteous is the world, and many a joy Floats through its wide dominion. But, alas, When we would seize the winged good, it flies.

New inventions can and will be made; however, nothing new can be thought of that concerns moral man. Everything has already been thought and said which at best we can express in different forms and give new expressions to.

All is born of water; all is sustained by water.

Solitude is fine when you are at peace with yourself and have something definite to do.