Oh, Mirth and Innocence! Oh, Milk and Water! Ye happy mixture of more happy days!

[Armenian] is a rich language, however, and would amply repay any one the trouble of learning it.

If I could always read, I should never feel the want of company.

Think'st thou there is no tyranny but that Of blood and chains? The despotism of vice-- The weakness and the wickedness of luxury-- The negligence--the apathy--the evils Of sensual sloth--produces ten thousand tyrants, Whose delegated cruelty surpasses The worst acts of one energetic master, However harsh and hard in his own bearing.

Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please, the more because they preach in vain

Tis pleasant purchasing our fellow-creatures; And all are to be sold, if you consider Their passions, and are dext'rous; some by features Are brought up, others by a warlike leader; Some by a place--as tend their years or natures; The most by ready cash--but all have prices, From crowns to kicks, according to their vices.

It is very iniquitous to make me pay my debts - you have no idea of the pain it gives one.