When a man's busy, why leisure Strikes him as wonderful pleasure: 'Faith, and at leisure once is he? Straightway he wants to be busy.
But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?
Who knows most, doubts most; entertaining hope means recognizing fear.
All poetry is putting the infinite within the finite.
I hold that a man should strive to the uttermost for his life's set prize.
Talent should minister to genius.