He scratched his ear, the infallible resource to which embarrassed people have recourse.

Perhaps the early grave Which men weep over may be meant to save.

Lovers may be and indeed generally are enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.

I awoke one morning and found myself famous.

I am about to be married, and am of course in all the misery of a man in pursuit of happiness.

History, with all her volumes vast, Hath but one page.

I have no consistency, except in politics; and that probably arises from my indifference to the subject altogether.