Nothing mortal is enduring, and there is nothing sweet which does not presently end in bitterness.
Love is the crowning grace of humanity.
I would have preferred to have been born in any other time than our own.
Hope is incredible to the slave of grief.
How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.
Continued work and application form my soul's nourishment. So soon as I commenced to rest and relax I should cease to live.