The spirit walks of every day deceased.

We wish our names eternally to live; Wild dream! which ne'er had haunted human thought, Had not our natures been eternal too.

It is great and manly to disdain disguise; it shows our spirit and proves our strength.

A man of pleasure is a man of pains.

The weak have remedies, the wise have joys; superior wisdom is superior bliss.

Man wants but little, nor that little long; How soon must he resign his very dust, Which frugal nature lent him for an hour!

Groan under gold, yet weep for want of bread.