Reflection

Look at a day when you are supremely satisfied at the end. It's not a day when you lounge around doing nothing; its when you had everything to do, and you've done it.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs,
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes,
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet.

Ten thousand fools proclaim themselves into obscurity, while one wise man forgets himself into immortality.

A lifetime of happiness! No man alive could bear it: it would be hell on earth.

Stupid is forever, ignorance can be fixed.

Nobody talks so constantly about God as those who insist that there is no God.

People seem not to see that their opinion of the world is also a confession of their character.

America's one of the finest countries anyone ever stole.