I will say nothing against the course of my existence. But at bottom it has been nothing but pain and burden, and I can affirm that during the whole of my 75 years, I have not had four weeks of genuine well-being. It is but the perpetual rolling of a rock that must be raised up again forever.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
We always have time enough, if we will but use it aright.
It's all messy: the hair, the bed, the words, the heart.
I wander on my way with aching heart; and the universe is to me a fearful monster, for ever devouring its own offspring.
The time for useful work flies fast. Why talk of being in the humor? Who hesitates will never be.
Ah, God! but Art is long, And Life, alas! is fleeting.