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Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.
A wise man loses nothing, if he but save himself.
A wise man loses nothing, if he but save himself.
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
The cheerful loser is the winner.
The cheerful loser is the winner.
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.]
But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.
Whatever you can lose, you should reckon of no account.
Whatever you can lose, you should reckon of no account.
No evil is without its compensation. The less money, the less trouble; the less favor, the less envy. Even in read more
No evil is without its compensation. The less money, the less trouble; the less favor, the less envy. Even in those cases which put us out of wits, it is not the loss itself, but the estimate of the loss that troubles us.
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.
'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.
