The Dew Of Compassion Is A Tear.

If I Don't Write To Empty My Mind, I Go Mad.

Always Laugh When You Can. It Is Cheap Medicine.

Come What May, I Have Been Blest.

I Slept And Dreamt That Life Was Beauty; I Woke And Found That Life Was Duty.

The Lapse Of Ages Changes All Things - Time - Language - The Earth - The Bounds Of The Sea - The Stars Of The Sky, And Everything 'about, Around, And Underneath' Man, Except Man Himself, Who Has Always Been And Always Will Be, An Unlucky Rascal. The Infinite Variety Of Lives Conduct But To Death, And The Infinity Of Wishes Lead But To Disappointment. All The Discoveries Which Have Yet Been Made Have Multiplied Little But Existence.