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A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.
By night an atheist half believes in a God.
Life is the desert, life the solitude, death joins us to the great majority.
Revere thyself, and yet thyself despise.
Much learning shows how little mortals know; much wealth, how little wordings enjoy.
Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform.
Wise it is to comprehend the whole.
Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die.
The maid that loves goes out to sea upon a shattered plank, and puts her trust in miracles for safety.
Be wise with speed; a fool at forty is a fool indeed.
Still seems it strange, that thou shouldst live forever? Is it less strange, that thou shouldst live at all? This is a miracle; and that no more.
A man of pleasure is a man of pains.
Wonder is involuntary praise.