There is no good in arguing with the inevitable. The only argument available with an east wind is to put on your overcoat. – James Russell Lowell, Democracy and Other Addresses, 1887

[A] morning-land full of immeasurable hopes encircled him; he stripped his breast, threw himself all aglow into the dripping grass, washed (but not with any higher purpose than girls have) his firm face with liquid June-snow… – Jean Paul Friedrich Richter, Hesperus, or Forty-Five Dog-Post-Days: A Biography,