To die is landing on some distant shore.
Affability, mildness, tenderness, and a word which I would fain bring back to its original signification of virtue,--I mean good-nature,--are of daily use; they are the bread of mankind and staff of life.
Plots, true or false, are necessary things, To raise up commonwealths and ruin kings.
Or hast thou known the world so long in vain?
Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
The perverseness of my fate is such that he's not mine because he's mine too much.