Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure,- Sweet is pleasure after pain.
For my part, I can compare her (a gossip) to nothing but the sun; for, like him, she knows no rest, nor ever sets in one place but to rise in another.
Kings fight for empires, madmen for applause.
If you are for a merry jaunt, I will try, for once, who can foot it farthest.
Let cheerfulness on happy fortune wait.
They live too long who happiness outlive.