We are always complaining our days are few, and acting as though there would be no end of them. Addison.

We are always looking into the future, but we see only the past. Mme. Swetchine.

We are ancients of the earth / And in the morning of the times. Tennyson.

We are apt to mistake our vocation by looking 10 out of the way for occasions to exercise great and rare virtues, and by stepping over the ordinary ones that lie directly in the road before us. Hannah More.

We are apt to pick quarrels with the world for every little foolery. L'Estrange.

We are as liable to be corrupted by books as by companions. Fielding.

We are as much informed of a writer's genius by what he selects as by what he originates. Emerson.

We are as turkeys driven, with a stick and red clout, to market. Sterne.

We are awkward for want of thought. The 15 inspiration is scanty, and does not arrive at the extremities. Emerson.

We are born with faculties and powers capable almost of anything, such, at least, as might carry us further than can easily be imagined; but it is only the exercise of those powers that gives us ability and skill in anything, and leads us towards perfection. Locke.