Imperceptibly the hours glide on, and beguile us as they pass.
The love of fame puts spurs to the mind
For in this strange anatomy we wear, the head has greater powers than the hand; the spirit, heart, and mind are over all.
Difficulty is what wakes up the genius.
We hate the hawk because he ever lives in battle.
It is no less a feat to keep what you have, than to increase it. In one there is chance, the other will be a work of art.