It's Easier To Swoon In Pious Dreams

But How Many Moments Are Already Past! Ah! Who Thinks Of Those That Are Past?

Yesterday I Lived, Today I Suffer, Tomorrow I Die; But I Still Think Fondly, Today And Tomorrow, Of Yesterday.

I, Who Ne'erwent For Myself A Begging, Go A Borrowing,and That For Others. Borrowing's Much The Sameas Begging; Just As Lending Upon Usuryis Much The Same As Thieving.

Well Was It Said By A Man Of Sagacity That Dancing Was A Sort Of Privileged And Reputable Folly, And That The Best Way To Be Convinced Of This Was To Close The Ears And Judge Of It By The Eyes Alone.

It Is Not I Who Die, When I Die, But My Sin And Misery.