The guilty are alarmed and turn pale at the slightest thunder.
The abuse of cabmen in a block.
The act of God injures no one.
The sweetest pleasures soonest cloy, And its best flavour temperance gives to joy.
There will he nothing more that posterity can add to our immoral habits; our descendants must have the same desires and act the same follies as their sires. Every vice has reached its zenith.
The greatest respect is owed to a child.