What is now proved was once only imagined.
He who kisses joy as it flies by will live in eternity's sunrise.
The crow wished everything was black, the Owl, that everything was white.
To generalize is to be an idiot.
I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.
Do what you will this life's a fiction, And is made up of contradiction.