Whose life is a bubble, and in length a span.

Oft the cloud that wraps the present hour serves but to brighten all our future days.

But well-a-day, the gardener careless grew, The maids and fairies both were kept away, And in a drought the caterpillars threw Themselves upon the bud and every spray. God shield the stock! if Heaven send no supplies, The fairest blossom of the garden dies.

Whose life is a bubble, and in length a span.

Investing is not a natural science but rather a social science. So, it's never purely empirical; what you are trying to do is everything you possibly can to enhance your probabilities of being right more often than being wrong.

There is no season such delight can bring, as summer, autumn, winter and the spring.