For too much rest becomes a pain.
How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!
It never was our guise to slight the poor, or aught humane despise.
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd, For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.
Oall the creatures that creep and breathe on earth, there is none more wretched than man.
The Simpsons are going to Delaware!