Whatever amuses, serves to kill time, to lull the faculties, and to banish reflection. Whatever entertains, usually awakens the understanding or gratifies the fancy. Whatever diverts, is lively in its nature, and sometimes tumultuous in its effects.
Life's bloomy flush was lost.
And took for truth the test of ridicule.
Books cannot always please, however good; Minds are not ever craving for their food.
A sly old fish, too cunning for the hook.
'T was good advice, and meant, my son, Be good.