O vanity! you are the lever by means of which Archimedes wished to lift the earth!
Out of life's storm I carried only a few ideas - and not one feeling.
He in his madness prays for storms, and dreams that storms will bring him peace.
Women only love those that they don’t know.
For what did the creator prepare me,Why did he so terribly contradictThe hopes of my youth?
Happiness comes the way the wind blows.