A Good Action Is Never Lost; It

To The King, One Must Give His Possessions And His Life; But Honour Is A Possession Of Soul, And The Soul Is Only God's.

What Is Life? A Madness. What Is Life? An Illusion, A Shadow, A Story. And The Greatest Good Is Little Enough: For All Life Is A Dream, And Dreams Themselves Are Only Dreams.

The Heart Is An Astrologer That Always Divines The Truth.

All Must Yield To The Weight Of Years; Conquest Is Not Difficult For Time.

And Yet, And Yet, In These Our Ghostly Lives, Half Night, Half Day, Half Sleeping, Half Awake, How If Our Waking Life, Like That Of Sleep, Be All A Dream In That Eternal Life To Which We Wake Not Till We Sleep In Death