Books can warm the heart with friendly words and counsel, entering into a close relationship with us which is articulate and alive
When the poet died his cat was put to death and mummified.
Often have I wondered with much curiosity as to our coming into this world and what will follow our departure.
It is better to will the good than to know the truth.
All pleasure in the world is a passing dream.
Alack our life, so beautiful to see, With how much ease life losest, in a day, What many years with pain and toil amassed!