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

We gain justice, judgment, with years, or else years are in vain.

Truth makes on the ocean of nature no one track of light; every eye, looking on, finds its own.

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.

Alas! must it ever be so? Do we stand in our own light, wherever we go, And fight our own shadows forever?

The world is filled with folly and sin, And Love must cling, where it can, I say: For Beauty is easy enough to win; But one isn't loved every day.

They only fall, that strive to move, Or lose, that care to keep.