Only man clogs his happiness with care, destroying what is with thoughts of what may be.
Many things impossible to thought have been by need to full perfection brought.
For they can conquer who believe they can.
For my part, I can compare her (a gossip) to nothing but the sun; for, like him, she knows no rest, nor ever sets in one place but to rise in another.
Thou strong seducer, Opportunity!
He is a perpetual fountain of good sense.