I look at what I have not and think myself unhappy; others look at what I have and think me happy.
Our experience is composed rather of illusions lost than of wisdom acquired.
Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes.
Nothing vivifies, and nothing kills, like the emotions.
Science is for those who learn; poetry, for those who know.
The man abandoned by his friends, one after another, without just cause, will acquire, the reputation of being hard to please, changeable, ungrateful, unsociable.