So little time and so little to do.
Is love supposed to last throughout all time, or is it like trains changing at random stops. If I loved her, how could I leave her? If I felt that way then, how come I don't feel anything now?
What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty.
Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn whatever state I am in, therin to be content
Facts are the enemy of truth.
Let not the sands of time get in your lunch.
What we become depends on what we read after all of the professors have finished with us. The greatest university of all is a collection of books.