I can't but say it is an awkward sight To see one's native land receding through The growing waters; it unmans one quite, Especially when life is rather new.
Fare thee well, and if for ever Still for ever fare thee well.
Are not the mountains, waves, and skies as much a part of me, as I of them?
Dead scandals form good subjects for dissection.
Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.
Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry away.