The man who seeks one thing in life and but one, May hope to achieve it before life is done; But he who seeks all things, wherever he goes, Only reaps from the hopes which around him he sows, A harvest of barren regrets.

Only by knowledge of that which is not thyself, shall thyself be learned.

No true love there can be without Its dread penalty--jealousy.

Words, however, are things.

There is nothing certain in a man's life but that he must lose it.

No one will learn anything at all, unless one first will learn humility.

There is a pleasure that is born of pain.