Who knows most, doubts most; entertaining hope means recognizing fear.
Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.
I know what I want and what I might gain, and yet, how profitless to know.
If you can sit at set of sun And count the deeds that you have done And counting find oneself-denying act, one word That eased the heart of him that heard. One glance most kind, Which fell like sunshine where he went, Then you may count that day well spent.
Faultless to a fault.
Day! Faster and more fast. O'er night's brim, day boils at last.