Ask you what provocation I have had? The strong antipathy of good to bad.

With too much quickness ever to be taught; With too much thinking to have common thought.

You eat, in dreams, the custard of the day.

I as little fear that God will damn a man that has charity, as I hope that the priests can save one who has not.

Teach me to feel another's woe, to hide the fault I see, that mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me.

Blest paper-credit! last and best supply! That lends corruption lighter wings to fly!

What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn't much better than tedious disease.