I give thee all,-I can no more, Though poor the off'ring be; My heart and lute are all the store That I can bring to thee.
A laugh is worth a hundred groans in any market.
Philanthropy, like charity, must begin at home.
We were happier when we were poorer, but we were also younger.
There are like to be short graces where the devil plays host.
How sickness enlarges the dimension of a manโs self to himself!