His time's forever, everywhere his place.
What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
Hope is the most hopeless thing of all.
To be a husbandman, is but a retreat from the city; to be a philosopher, from the world; or rather, a retreat from the world, as it is man's, into the world, as it is God's.
There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces, and yet so humble too as not to scorn the meanest country cottages.