Life is but thought.
Though I know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had.
When I can look life in the eyes, grown calm and very coldly wise, life will have given me the truth, and taken in exchange - my youth.
Wisdom is not acquired save as the result of investigation.
Oh who can tell the range of joy or set the bounds of beauty?
Beauty, more than bitterness, makes the heart break.