Credulity is the man's weakness, but the child's strength.
If there be a regal solitude, it is a sick-bed. How the patient lords it there!
(The pig) hath a fair sepulchre in the grateful stomach of the judicious epicure - and for such a tomb might be content to die.
To be sick is to enjoy monarchical prerogatives.
Man is a gaming animal. He must always be trying to get the better in something or other.
Much depends upon when and where you read a book. In the five or six impatient minutes before the dinner is quite ready, who would think of taking up the Faerie Queen for a stopgap, or a volume of Bishop Andrews's Sermons?