War is the trade of Kings.
For truth has such a face and such a mien as to be loved needs only to be...
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
Beware the fury of a patient man.
Go miser go for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from...
But love's a malady without a cure.
Love is love's reward.
Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are.
Jealousy is the jaundice of the soul.
When I consider life it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope people favor...
Only man clogs his happiness with care destroying what is with thoughts of...
Seek not to know what must not be reveal for joy only flows where fate is...
Forgiveness to the injured does belong but they ne'er pardon who have done...
He has not learned the first lesson of life who does not every day surmount a...
Boldness is a mask for fear however great.
By education most have been misled So they believe because they were bred....
Death in itself is nothing but we fear to be we know not what we know not...
Beauty like ice our footing does betray Who can tread sure on the smooth...
The intoxication of anger like that of the grape shows us to others but...
Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in...
Successful crimes alone are justified.
Happy the man and happy he alone he who can call today his own he who...
Reason is a crutch for age but youth is strong enough to walk alone.
My thoughts will be taken up with the future or the past with what is to come or what has been. Of the present there is necessarily no image.