That's what a man wants in a wife, mostly; he wants to make sure one fool tells him he's wise.
But what we strive to gratify, though we may call it a distant hope, is an immediate desire; the future estate for which men drudge up city alleys exists already in their imagination and love.
Scepticismcan never be thoroughly applied, else life would come to a standstill.
Mysterious haunts of echoes old and far, The voice divine of human loyalty.
... it is one thing to like defiance, and another thing to like its consequences.
Will not a tiny speck very close to our vision blot out the glory of the world, and leave only a margin by which we see the blot? I know no speck so troublesome as self.