The Revelations of Devout and Learn'd Who rose before us, and as Prophets burn'd, Are all but Stories, which, awoke from Sleep They told their comrades, and to Sleep return'd.

A hair divides what is false and true.

I came like Water, and like Wind I go.

To be free of belief and unbelief is my religion.

A drink is shorter than a tale

Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.

To-day is thine to spend, but not to-morrow; Counting on morrows breedeth bankrupt sorrow: O squander not this breath that Heaven hath lent thee; Make not too sure another breath to borrow.