What we learned here is love tastes bitter when it’s gone.

What we learned here is love tastes bitter when it’s gone.

A son could bear with great complacency, the death of his father,
while the loss of his inheritance might read more

A son could bear with great complacency, the death of his father,
while the loss of his inheritance might drive him to despair.
[Lat., Gli huomini dimenticano piu teste la morte del padre, che
la perdita del patrimonie.]

One of the great penalties those of us who live our lives in full view of the public must pay read more

One of the great penalties those of us who live our lives in full view of the public must pay is the loss of that most cherished birthright of man's privacy.

It's the good loser who finally loses out.

It's the good loser who finally loses out.

In the morning of the night ~~ When I woke to find you gone ~~ I knew your distant devil read more

In the morning of the night ~~ When I woke to find you gone ~~ I knew your distant devil ~~Must be draggin' you along

Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss
But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.

Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss
But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.

What you lend is lost; when you ask for it back, you may find a
friend made an enemy read more

What you lend is lost; when you ask for it back, you may find a
friend made an enemy by your kindness. If you begin to press him
further, you have the choice of two things--either to lose your
loan or lose your friend.
[Lat., Si quis mutuum quid dederit, sit pro proprio perditum;
Cum repetas, inimicum amicum beneficio invenis tuo.
Si mage exigere cupias, duarum rerum exoritur optio;
Vel illud, quod credideris perdas, vel illum amicum, amiseris.]

Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.

Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.

Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.

Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.