None are so busy as the fool and the knave.
Virtue in distress, and vice in triumph make atheists of mankind.
Let cheerfulness on happy fortune wait.
One of the greatest, most noble, and most sublime poems which either this age or nation has produced.
So over violent, or over civil that every man with him was God or Devil.
Welcome, thou kind deceiver! Thou best of thieves; who, with an easy key, Dost open life, and, unperceived by us, Even steal us from ourselves.