Love and dignity cannot share the same abode.
Love is a kind of warfare.
Happy are those who dare courageously to defend what they love.
As wave is driven by wave And each, pursued, pursues the wave ahead, So time flies on and follows, flies, and follows, Always, for ever and new. What was before Is left behind; what never was is now; And every passing moment is renewed.
For such a career I lacked both endurance and inclination: the stress of ambition left me cold, while the Muse, the creative spirit, was forever urging on me that haven of leisure to which I’d always leaned. The poets of those days I cultivated and cherished: for me, bards were so many gods.
In the make-up of human beings, intelligence counts for more than our hands, and that is our true strength.
Neither can the wave that has passed by be recalled, nor the hour which has passed return again.
The prayers of cowards fortune spurns.
Whether you call my heart affectionate, or you call it womanish: I confess, that to my misfortune, it is soft.
Chance is always powerful. Let your hook always be cast; in the pool where you least expect it, there will be fish.
He loved a lifeless thing and he was utterly and hopelessly wretched.
Like fragile ice anger passes away in time.