The day advanced as if to light some work of mine; it was morning, and lo! now it is evening, and nothing memorable is accomplished.

And tomorrow will be like today, only more so.

The man who runs may fight again.

If the English language made any sense, lackadaisical would have something to do with a shortage of flowers.

The Poems, all three hundred of them, may be summed up in one of their phrases: "Let our thoughts be correct".

A sad spectacle. If they be inhabited, what a scope for misery and folly. If they be not inhabited, what a waste of space.

There is more to life than increasing its speed.

Either I'm dead or my watch has stopped.

You k'n hide de fier, but w'at you gwine do wid de smoke?

If I had a formula for bypassing trouble, I would not pass it around. Trouble creates a capacity to handle it. I don't say embrace trouble; that's as bad as treating it as an enemy. But I do say meet it as a friend, for you'll see a lot of it and y

Yet creeds mean very little, Coth answered the dark god, still speaking almost gently. The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds; and the pessimist fears this is true.

The only certainty is that nothing is certain.

In this world, nothing is certain but death and taxes.

The truth is what is; what should be is a dirty lie.

The secret of success is sincerity. Once you can fake that, you've got it made.

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