There is nothing so unpardonable as to consent to a senseless, aimless, purposeless life.
What's come to perfection perishes. Things learned on earth we shall practice in heaven; Works done least rapidly Art most cherishes.
O lyric Love, half angel and half bird. And all a wonder and a wild desire.
The candid incline to surmise of late that the Christian faith proves false.
What a thing friendship is - World without end.
What? Was man made a wheel-work to wind up, And be discharged, and straight wound up anew? No! grown, his growth lasts; taught, he ne'er forgets: May learn a thousand things, not twice the same.