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.

Presents at once? That's good. He is sure to succeed.

You must either conquer and rule or serve and lose, suffer or triumph, be the anvil or the hammer.

Then to the depths! - I could as well say height: It's all the same.

Whoever, in middle age, attempts to realize the wishes and hopes of his early youth, invariably deceives himself. Each ten years of a man's life has its own fortunes, its own hopes, its own desires.

A person is never happy till their vague strivings has itself marked out its proper limitations.

Everything is simpler than you think and at the same time more complex than you imagine