And think not you can guide the course of love. For love, if it finds you worthy, shall guide your course.
I said to Life, I would hear Death speak. And Life raised her voice a little higher and said, You hear him now.
A friend who is far away is sometimes much nearer than one who is at hand. Is not the mountain far more awe-inspiring and more clearly visible to one passing through the valley than to those who inhabit the mountain?
If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.
Who never ate his bread in sorrow, Who never spent the darksome hours Weeping, and watching for the morrow,-- He knows ye not, ye gloomy Powers.