But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.

But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.

It's the good loser who finally loses out.

It's the good loser who finally loses out.

'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.

What's saved affords
No indication of what's lost.

What's saved affords
No indication of what's lost.

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

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

There are occasions when it is undoubtedly better to incur loss than to make gain.

There are occasions when it is undoubtedly better to incur loss than to make gain.

Things that are not at all, are never lost.

Things that are not at all, are never lost.

Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.

Wise men never sit and wail their loss, but cheerily seek how to redress their harms.

That puts it not unto the touch
To win or lose it all.

That puts it not unto the touch
To win or lose it all.