Men tire themselves in the pursuit of sleep.
Disguise thyself as thou wilt, still, Slavery," said I, "still thou art a bitter draught.
Go, poor devil, get thee gone! Why should I hurt thee? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me.
Human nature is the same in all professions.
Pain and pleasure, like light and darkness, succeed each other.
Courtship consists in a number of quiet attentions, not so pointed as to alarm, nor so vague as not to be understood.