Hope Is Such A Bait, It Covers

A Great Source Of Calamity Lies In Regret And Anticipation; Therefore A Person Is Wise Who Thinks Of The Present Alone, Regardless Of The Past Or Future.

Ridicule Has Always Been The Enemy Of Enthusiasm, And The Only Worthy Opponent To Ridicule Is Success.

The Europeans Are Themselves Blind Who Describe Fortune Without Sight. No First-rate Beauty Ever Had Finer Eyes, Or Saw More Clearly. They Who Have No Other Trade But Seeking Their Fortune Need Never Hope To Find Her; Coquette-like, She Flies From Her Close Pursuers, And At Last Fixes On The Plodding Mechanic Who Stays At Home And Minds His Business.

As Some Tall Cliff That Lifts Its Awful Form, Swells From The Vale, And Midway Leaves The Storm,- Though Round Its Breast The Rolling Clouds Are Spread, Eternal Sunshine Settles On Its Head.

Here Let Me Sit In Sorrow For Mankind.