“On recovering my senses”

They would only drive him to even greater despair.

After a prosperous, but to me very wearisome, voyage, we came at last into port.

Because it appears to me a hazardous thing to exchange my soul for my shadow.

In this watering-place I acted an heroic character, badly studied; and being a novice on such a stage,

Hope roves in a future of fame and wealth.

Of what use were wings to a man fast bound in chains of iron?

In pain a new time is born.

When I spoke, I was listened to; and I was at a loss to know how I had so easily acquired the art of commanding attention, and giving the tone to the conversation.

In pain is a new time born.

Immediately on landing I got together my few effects; and, squeezing myself through the crowd,

I hastened to quit a place where I hoped there was nothing further to detain me.

I will give you three days to seek your shadow.

A person without a shadow should keep out of the sun, that is the only safe and rational plan.

What use would wings be to a man bound in iron fetters?

went into the nearest and humblest inn which first met my gaze.

All possible means were used by the infatuated parents to conclude the bargain; and deception put an end to these usual artifices.

To each thing belongs it’s measure. Occasion is best to know.

Let us be different in our homes.

Love is the only thing that can break us down as much as it can lift us up.

Poverty is a thorough instructress in all the arts.

Dreams grow holy put in action.

You look up to your parents and you want them to accept you,

Perhaps there is in that fact a parable for national statesmen, whose political horizons are all too often limited by national horizons.

Such evil deeds could religion prompt.