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

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

Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.

Hope of ill gain is the beginning of loss.

For 'tis a truth well known to most,
That whatsoever thing is lost,
We seek it, ere read more

For 'tis a truth well known to most,
That whatsoever thing is lost,
We seek it, ere it comes to light,
In every cranny but the right.

Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.

Praising what is lost Makes the remembrance dear.

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.

We have lost morals, justice, honor, piety and faith, and that
sense of shame which, once lost, can never read more

We have lost morals, justice, honor, piety and faith, and that
sense of shame which, once lost, can never be restored.
[Lat., Periere mores, jus, decus, pietas, fides,
Et qui redire nescit, cum perit, pudor.]

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

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

Don't let something that doesn't matter cause you to lose something that does.

Don't let something that doesn't matter cause you to lose something that does.

Losers must have leave to speak.

Losers must have leave to speak.