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Oh my friend, all that you see of me is a shell, the rest belongs to love.
Stands the Church clock at ten to three? And is there honey still for tea?
It's no virtue to gain the whole world. Just gain the heart of one person.
Every person thinks his own intellect perfect, and his own child handsome.
A man of virtue, judgment, and prudence speaks not until there is silence.
Who eat their corn while yet 'tis green At the true harvest can but glean.
Carved with figures strange and sweet, All made out of the carver's brain.
As a young poet, you need corroboration, and that's what publication does.
I will love myself despite the ease with which I lean toward the opposite.
You know, people speak in poetry all the time. They just don't realize it.
I've learned that the worst thing a parent can do is ignore their children
When you have a big problem to solve, break it down to smaller ones first.
I shall become, I shall become a collector of me. And put meat on my soul.
Thoughts, like fleas, jump from man to man. But they don't bite everybody.
Thoughts, like fleas, jump from man to man, but they don't bite everybody.
When people conclude that all is futile, then the absurd becomes the norm.
Deftly they opened the brain of a child, and it was full of flying dreams.
Heaven forbids that man should know What change tomorrow's fate may bring.
A just fortune awaits the deserving. [Lat., Fors aequa merentes Respicit.]
The mind creates the abyss. The heart crosses over it. Love is the bridge.
I’m alone with the ghost of the swamp, somewhere near the weeping willows.
The flower and fruit of love are mine The ant, the fieldmouse and the mole
The sun gives you ulcers, the wind gives you T.B. Once you were beautiful.
Unless the gods deceive my mind , That man is forging fetters for himself.
Critical lice are like body lice, which desert corpses to seek the living.
The gruel that children's little hands have stirredIs sweeter than nectar.
Those who worship God only, can get rid of anxiety of mind; others cannot.
The painter saw what was, an alternate Candor and secrecy inside the skin.
True art selects and paraphrases, but seldom gives a verbatim translation.
Tell me the tales that to me were so dear, Long, long ago, long, long ago.
More company increases happiness, but does not lighten or diminish misery.
Except wind stands as it never stood It is an ill wind turns none to good.
Death belongs to God alone; by what right do men touch that unknown thing?
It is God who makes woman beautiful, it is the devil who makes her pretty.
Sorrow is a fruit. God does not make it grow on limbs too weak to bear it.
It is from books that wise men derive consolation in the troubles of life.
In my old age there is a coming into flower. My body wanes; my mind waxes.
A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
Great blunders are often made, like large ropes, of a multitude of fibres.
Perhaps the day may come when we shall remember these sufferings with joy.
Enter on the way of training while the spirits in youth are still pliable.
It's better to say, 'I'm suffering,' than to say, 'This landscape is ugly.
Murder is commoner among cooks than among members of any other profession.
we travel far and fast and as we pass through we forget where we have been
Everybody is looking at everybody else a foolish crowd walking on mirrors.
It is the sun that shares our works. The moon shares nothing. It is a sea.
I no doubt deserved my enemies, but I don't believe I deserved my friends.
I swear to you, there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell
Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own bodies conceal themselves?
Surely whoever speaks to me in the right voice, him or her shall I follow.