Chance is always powerful. Let your hook be always cast; in the pool where you least expect it, there will be a fish.
OvidBlemishes are hid by night and every fault forgiven; darkness makes any woman fair.
OvidLove is the force that leaves you colorless
OvidTheir useless torches on dry hedges throw,
That catch the flames, and kindle all the row;
So burns the God, consuming in desire,
And feeding in his breast a fruitless fire
Happy is the man who has broken the chains which hurt the mind, and has given up worrying once and for all.
OvidAnything cracked will shatter at a touch.
OvidTag: weakness
Look at the four-spaced year
That imitates four seasons of our lives;
First Spring, that delicate season, bright with flowers,
Quickening, yet shy, and like a milk-fed child,
Its way unsteady while the countryman
Delights in promise of another year.
Green meadows wake to bloom, frail shoots and grasses,
And then Spring turns to Summer's hardiness,
The boy to manhood. There's no time of year
Of greater richness, warmth, and love of living,
New strength untried. And after Summer, Autumn,
First flushes gone, the temperate season here
Midway between quick youth and growing age,
And grey hair glinting when the head turns toward us,
Then senile Winter, bald or with white hair,
Terror in palsy as he walks alone.
A prince should be slow to punish, and quick to reward.
OvidMedicine sometimes snatches away health, sometimes gives it.
OvidTake rest; a field that has rested gives a beautiful crop.
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