The soul's calm sunshine, and the heartfelt joy.
For thee I dim these eye and stuff this head With all such reading as was never read.
The difference is too nice - Where ends the virtue or begins the vice.
Extremes in nature equal ends produce; In man they join to some mysterious use.
The world is a thing we must of necessity either laugh at or be angry at; if we laugh at it, they say we are proud; if we are angry at it, they say we are ill-natured.
The dull flat falsehood serves for policy, and in the cunning, truth's itself a lie.