Repartee is the soul of conversation.
But far more numerous was the herd of such, Who think too little, and who talk too much.
Happy the man, and happy he alone, he who can call today his own; he who, secure within, can say, tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
So over violent, or over civil that every man with him was God or Devil.
Whatever is, is in its causes just.
Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.