I strongly wish for what I faintly hope; like the daydreams of melancholy men, I think and think in things impossible, yet love to wander in that golden maze.
Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.
The scum that rises upmost, when the nation boils.
He made all countries where he came his own.
He who proposes to be an author should first be a student.
Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.