All the wise world is little else, in nature, But parasites or subparasites.
Good men but see death, the wicked taste it.
Tis the common disease of all your musicians that they know no mean, to be entreated, either to begin or end.
Cares that have entered once in the breast, will have whole possession of the rest.
Ambition, like a torrent, never looks back.
Confound these ancestors... They've stolen our best ideas!