Even success softens not the heart of the envious.

Great deeds give choice of many tales. Choose a slight tale, enrich it large, and then let wise men listen

The noblest of the elements is water

Forge thy tongue on an anvil of truth and what flies up, though it be but a spark, will have light.

Wrapt up in error is the human mind, And human bliss is ever insecure; Know we what fortune yet remains behind? Know we how long the present shall endure?

Men are the dreams of a shadow.

My God grant me love for that which has splendor, but in this time of my life let me strive for attainable things.