Expectation makes a blessing dear. Heaven were not heaven if we knew what it was.
Opportunity, to statesmen, is as the just degree of heat to chemists; it perfects all the work.
Joy never feasts so high as when the first course is of misery.
Tis not the meat, but 'tis the appetite makes eating a delight.
But as when an authentic watch is shown, Each man winds up and rectifies his own, So in our very judgments.
'Tis expectation makes a blessing dear.