Illness was a sort of occupation to me, and I was always sorry to get well.

How is it that hope so powerfully excites, and fear so absolutely depresses all our faculties?

there is no reasoning with imagination.

Those who have lived in a house with spoiled children must have a lively recollection of the degree of torment they can inflict upon all who are within sight or hearing.

Illness was a sort of occupation to me, and I was always sorry to get well.

The Irish sometimes make and keep a vow against whiskey; these vows are usually limited to a short time.

Let the sexes mutually forgive each other their follies; or, what is much better, let them combine their talents for their general advantage.