He that dies before sixty, of a cold or consumption, dies, in reality, by a violent death.
Henry FieldingO innocence, how glorious and happy a portion art thou to the breast that possesses thee! thou fearest neither the eyes nor the tongues of men. Truth, the most powerful of all things, is thy strongest friend; and the brighter the light is in which thou art displayed, the more it discovers thy transcendent beauties.
Henry FieldingTo the composition of novels and romances, nothing is necessary but paper, pens, and ink, with the manual capacity of using them.
Henry Fielding