Art is Nature made by Man To Man the interpreter of God

Oh, moment of sweet peril, perilous sweet! When woman joins herself to man

There is nothing certain in a man’s life but that he must lose it.

The man who seeks one thing in life and but one May hope to achieve it before life is done; But he who seeks all things, wherever he goes Only reaps from the hopes which around him he sows A harvest of barren regrets

Let any man show the world that he feels Afraid of its bark and 't will fly at his heels: Let him fearlessly face it, 't will leave him alone: But 't will fawn at his feet if he flings it a bone

There is nothing certain in a man’s life but that he must lose it.