Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End!

Every journey is a search for the self, even when we think we are running away.

Little else is requisite to carry a state to the highest degree of opulence from the lowest barbarism but peace， easy taxes， and a tolerable administration of justice.

最好的创意不需要解释，只需要执行。