One Lives But Once In The World.

All Things Are Only Transitory.

Is This The Destiny Of Man? Is He Only Happy Before He Has Acquired His Reason Or After He Has Lost It?

I Have So Much In Me, And The Feeling For Her Absorbs It All; I Have So Much, And Without Her It All Comes To Nothing.

One Is Never Deceived; One Deceives Oneself.

The Man Who Occupies The First Place Seldom Plays The Principal Part.