All fits of pleasure are balanced by an equal degree of pain or languor; it is like spending this year part of the next year's revenue.
Jonathan SwiftHow often do we contradict the right rules of reason in the whole course of our lives! Reason itself is true and just, but the reason of every particular man is weak and wavering, perpetually swayed and turned by his interests, his passions, and his vices.
Jonathan SwiftThose dreams that on the silent night intrude, and with false flitting shapes our minds delude ... are mere productions of the brain. And fools consult interpreters in vain.
Jonathan Swift