None but the brave and beautiful can love.
We love and live in power; it is the spirit's end. Mind must subdue; to conquer is its life.
He is a fool who is not for love and beauty. I speak unto the young, for I am of them and always shall be.
Could I love less, I should be happier now.
We live not to ourselves, our work is life.
Stars which stand as thick as dewdrops on the field of heaven.