“Truth is within ourselves.”

Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain.

Most progress is most failure.

Such ever was love’s way: to rise, it stoops.

Good to forgive, Best to forget.

Who knows most, doubts most.

Ignorance is not innocence but sin.

Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.

But how carve way i’ the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?

Best be yourself, imperial, plain, and true.

My sun sets to rise again.

Truth never hurts the teller.

Rejoice that man is hurled, From change to change unceasingly, His soul’s wings never furled!

As is your sort of mind, So is your sort of search: You will find what you desire.

You call for faith: I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists. The more of doubt, the stronger faith, I say, If faith o’ercomes doubt.

Grow old with me. The best is yet to be. The last of life for which the first was made.

To do good things in the world, first you must know who you are and what gives meaning to your life.