A man gazing on the stars is proverbially at the mercy of the puddles in the road.
A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
Books are a finer world within the world.
Everything is sweetened by risk.
I go into my library and all history unrolls before me.
I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.
The sea complains upon a thousand shores.