Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age. – John Dryden
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone. – John Dryden

Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age. – John Dryden
Reason is a crutch for age, but youth is strong enough to walk alone. – John Dryden
For present joys are more to flesh and blood than a dull prospect of a distant good. – John Dryden
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit. – John Dryden
For a transitory enchanted moment man must have held his breath in the presence of this continent, compelled into an aesthetic contemplation he neither understood nor desired, face to face for the last time in history with something commensurate to his capacity for wonder. – F. Scott Fitzgerald