I'd like to grow very old as slowly as possible.
I toiled after it, sir, as some men toil after virtue.
He might have proved a useful adjunct, if not an ornament to society.
Tis the privilege of friendship to talk nonsense, and to have nonsense respected.
Thus, when the lamp that lighted The traveller at first goes out, He feels awhile benighted, And looks around in fear and doubt. But soon, the prospect clearing, By cloudless starlight on he treads, And thinks no lamp so cheering As that light which Heaven sheds.
Brandy and water spoils two good things.