To his spirit and character you cannot refuse your admiration and love; to his fate you will not deny your tears.
Ik heb wel eens zo’n ogenblik van steigerende, bevrijdende moed, maar dan – als ik maar wist waar naartoe – dan ging ik wel.
Nothing is harder to bear than a succession of fair days.
What a thing is Man, this lauded demi-god! Does he not lack the very powers he has most need of? And if he should soar in joy, or sink in sorry, is he not halted and returned to his cold, dull consciousness at the very moment he was longing to be lost in the vastness of infinity?
Adieu! Ich sehe dieses Elends keine Ende als das Grab.
Thy scent will be to bliss invited; Thy palate then with taste delighted, Thy nerves of touch ecstatic glow! All unprepared, the charm I spin: We’re here together, so begin!
Always hold fast to the present. Every situation, indeed every moment, is of infinite value, for it is the representative of a whole eternity.
En guerra o en paz, lo apropiado es sacar partido de las circunstancias.
Each tender soul, with sentimental power, Sucks melancholy food from your creation; And now in this, now that, the leaven works. For each beholds what in his bosom lurks.
He had occasion to notice that the enactment and completion of a well-conceived idea is often subject to so many obstacles and so many coincidences that it often threatens to disappear entirely. Just as it seems to vanish for good, in the middle of so much confusion, success seems possible once more, when time, the best ally of an indefatigable perseverance, offers her helping hand.
In the Beginning was the Mind’.
Is it Mind that works and creates what’s ours?
Even if Man’s accustomed to take His small world for the Whole, that’s his mistake:.
True, the Immortals appointed Fame, and Fate, As the two ambiguous, doubtful companions.
Good and evil come Unannounced, to Mankind:.
So, here and there, some happy man exists?
The eye is the worst way to judge.
Ghibelline, and Guelph.
That treasure’s been handled often, you forget, And the gilding’s mostly rubbed away.
In the end, you are – what you are. Set your hair in a thousand curlicues Place your feet in yard-high shoes, You’ll remain forever, what you are.