The abuse of cabmen in a block.
We deem those happy who, from the experience of life, have learned to bear its ills, without being overcome by them.
There is nothing worse than words of kindness that lie.
But with what incessant and grievous ills is old age surrounded!
Many have an irresistible itch for writing.
Hold it the greatest sin to prefer existence to honour, and for the sake of life to lose the reasons for living.