When thus the heart is in a vein Of tender thought, the simplest strain Can touch it with peculiar power.

Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever.

Beholding heaven, and feeling hell.

I am determined that my children shall be brought up in their father's religion, if they can find out what it is.

To be thankful for what we grasp exceeding our proportion is to add hypocrisy to injustice.

Tis the privilege of friendship to talk nonsense, and to have nonsense respected.

What have I gained by health? Intolerable dullness. What by mode meals? A total blank.