We deem those happy who, from the experience of life, have learned to bear its ills, without being overcome by them.

To lay down one's life for the truth.

An incurable itch for scribbling takes possession of many, and grows inveterate in their insane breasts.

To keep up as good a cuisine as your father.

The greatest reverence is due to a child! If you are contemplating a disgraceful act, despise not your child's tender years.

The doings of men, their prayers, fear, wrath, pleasure, delights, and recreations, are the subject of this book.

Autumn is the harvest of greedy death.