I on the other side Us'd no ambition to commend my deeds; The deeds themselves, though mute, spoke loud the doer.

Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies, those transcendent moments of awe that change forever how we experience life and the world.

Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy!

But oh! as to embrace me she inclin'd, I wak'd, she fled, and day brought back my night.

He left it in thy power, ordaind thy will By nature free, not over-rul'd by Fate Inextricable, or strict necessity.

Praise from an enemy smells of craft.

How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year!