Health can be squandered, but not stored up.

As a child I was told by my parents that I was happy, but I did not believe them.

I love you in my dreams, but not in real life.

My mind no longer has romantic abysses, but has become shallow, with many little gaps and cracks.

Old and young disbelieve one another's truths.

Nature often seems like an idea that has had its day.

Nature knows no difference between weeds and flowers.