Sleep, nature's rest, divine tranquility, That brings peace to the mind.
The end doesn't justify the means.
Beauty is a frail good.
The glow of inspiration warms us; this holy rapture springs from the seeds of the Divine mind sown in man.
What is harder than rock, or softer than water? Yet soft water hollows out hard rock. Persevere.
The sharp thorn often produces delicate roses.