The ruins of time build mansions in eternity.
The fool who persists in his folly will become wise.
The lamb misused breeds public strife And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit Beneath my shady roof; there thou may'st rest, And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe; And all the daughters of the year shall dance! Sing now the lusty song of fruit and flowers.
The child's toys and the old man's reasons are the fruits of two seasons.
In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors.