One must always have one's boots on and be ready to go.

The beautiful souls are they that are universal, open, and ready for all things

The beautiful souls are they that are universal, open, and ready for all things.

No one but yourself knows whether you are cowardly and cruel, or loyal and devout; others do not see you; they surmise you by uncertain conjectures; they perceive not so much your nature as your art

The world is all a carcass and vanity, The shadow of a shadow, a play And in one word, just nothing.

Satiety comes of too frequent repetition; and he who will not give himself leisure to be thirsty can never find the true pleasure of drinking