And I live on, but in grief and self-contempt, Left here without the light I loved so much, In a great tempest and with shrouds unkempt..

How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance..

I rejoiced in my progress, mourned my weaknesses, and commiserated the universal instability of human conduct..

Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us..

Books never pall on me. They discourse with us, they take counsel with us, and are united to us by a certain living chatty familiarity. And not only ….

How fortune brings to earth the over-sure!.

I saw the tracks of angels in the earth: the beauty of heaven walking by itself on the world..

He loves but lightly who his love can tell..

For style beyond the genius never dares..

The greater I am, the greater shall be my efforts..

Often on earth the gentlest heart is fain To feed and banquet on another's woe..

An equal doom clipp'd Time's blest wings of peace..

I have friends whose society is delightful to me; they are persons of all countries and of all ages; distinguished in war, in council, and in letters….

The end of doubt is the beginning of repose..

Events appear sad, pleasant, or painful, not because they are so in reality, but because we believe them to be so and the light in which we look at t….

I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of ….

Who over-refines his argument brings himself to grief.

Where are the numerous constructions erected by Agrippa, of which only the Pantheon remains? Where are the splendorous palaces of the emperors?.

To be able to say how much love, is love but little..

Man has no greater enemy than himself. I have acted contrary to my sentiments and inclination; throughout our whole lives we do what we never intende….

Reality is always the foe of famous names..