Everything in nature is lyrical in its ideal essence; tragic in its fate, and comic in its existence.
~ George Santayana
One of Santayana’s more frequently quoted bits, usually accompanied by a photograph of a flower or some other cheery, ephemeral thing which seems effortlessly to embody its own ideal, ends regretfully in the mulch pile, and can look funny from a certain angle. But really, the sentence has teeth. Match it with a photograph of yourself instead.