Poet

The flame of anger, bright and brief, sharpens the barb of love.

Goodness does not more certainly make men happy than happiness makes them good.

Oh, betapa hebatnya usia! Kematian tanpa kematian itu tenang.

Every sect is a moral check on its neighbour. Competition is as wholesome in religion as in commerce.

The Siren waits thee, singing song for song.

The writing of the wise are the only riches our posterity cannot squander.

We talk on principal, but act on motivation.

We are no longer happy so soon as we wish to be happier.

Kita tidak lagi bahagia jika kita ingin lebih bahagia.

We often fancy that we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love.

Even the weakest disputant is made so conceited by what he calls religion, as to think himself wiser than the wisest who think differently from him.

We think that we suffer from ingratitude, while in reality we suffer from self-love.

I strove with none; for none was worth my strife.

Kita selalu berbicara soal prinsip, tapi berperilaku sesuai kepentingan.

There is no easy path leading out of life, and few easy ones that lie within it.

Tidak ada orang yang benar-benar sibuk ternyata benar-benar menyedihkan.

Men, like nails, lose their usefulness when they lose their direction and begin to bend.

Great men always pay deference to greater.

Great men lose somewhat of their greatness by being near us; ordinary men gain much.

No ashes are lighter than those of incense, and few things burn out sooner.