Everything is ephemeral, both that which remembers and that which is remembered.
Infinity is a fathomless gulf, into which all things vanish.
Loss is nothing else but change, and change is Nature's delight.
I have often wondered how it is that every man loves himself more than all the rest of men, but yet sets less value on his own opinions of himself than on the opinions of others.
Don't let your imagination be crushed by life as a whole.
I am called to man's labour; why then do I make a difficulty if I am going out to do what I was born to do and what I was brought into the world for?