We see time's furrows on another's brow, And death intrench'd, preparing his assault; How few themselves in that just mirror see!

How blessings brighten as they take their flight.

Too low they build who build below the skies.

A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.

Narcissus is the glory of his race: For who does nothing with a better grace?.

How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!... Midway from nothing to the Deity!

Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven.

The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought.

Where boasting ends, there dignity begins.

Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor ; who lives to fancy, never can be rich.

Leisure is pain; take off our chariot wheels; how heavily we drag the load of life!

Hope is that tiny flame in a candle that continues to glow even after the wax around it has melted.

When I was sixteen, I was an absolutely romantic guy. I fell in love every week. I mean, I was in love with everybody, but unfortunately, nobody was in love with me.

Doubt is not below knowledge, but above it.

Chess is a game of understanding and not of memory.

One should always avoid unnecessary unhappiness. Especially if one is an immortal. They taught us that in school.

So as the years draw on toward the Biblical limit, the inclination to look back, and to tell some sort of story of what one has seen, grows upon most of us.

It takes a good many years and some pretty hard knocks to make people tolerant.

It was absolutely thrilling to meet Laurel and Hardy, they were so nice.

Marriage is no way of life for the weak, the selfish, or the insecure.

The most erotic zone is the imagination.