Is that a birthday? 'tis, alas! too clear; 'Tis but the funeral of the former year.

The greatest magnifying glasses in the world are a man's own eyes when they look upon his own person.

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.

A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring.

In faith and hope the world will disagree, but all mankind's concern is charity.

To err is human; to forgive, divine.

Teach me to feel another's woe, to hide the fault I see, that mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me.

The best way to prove the clearness of our mind, is by showing its faults; as when a stream discovers the dirt at the bottom, it convinces us of the transparency and purity of the water.

Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage, But wise through time, and narrative with age, In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice - A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.

While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves, to give their readers sleep.

See! From the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant wings; Short is his joy! He feels the fiery wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground.

I thought to myself: if it’s true that every person has a star in the sky, mine must be distant, dim, and absurd. Perhaps I never had a star.

Sincerity is simplicity.

Fanatics are like debris following the course of the wind, they are swept around like sand, and convinced to believe in what they do not understand.

The secret to living fully is to find your passion and pursue it.

When you stare into an abyss for a long time, the abyss also stares into you.

Like water spilt upon the ground--alas, Our little lives flow swiftly on and pass; Yet may they bring rich harvests and green grass!

Even the photographs of Henri Cartier-Bresson, with all due respect to him, are notoriously burned and dodged.

In poverty she is envious. In riches she may be a snob. Money does not change the sickness, only the symptoms

There were all these rumors about me... so I went indoors. No one saw me for years. And since I wasnt around, people believed what they wanted.

The most erroneous stories are those we think we know best - and therefore never scrutinize or question.