It is human to exaggerate the merits of the dead.
A baby is an inestimable blessing and bother.
Don't explain your author, read him right and he explains himself.
Familiarity breeds contempt. How accurate that is. The reason we hold truth in such respect is because we have so little opportunity to get familiar with it.
Life would be infinitely happier if we could only be born at the age of eighty and gradually approach eighteen.
The only certainties in life are death and taxes.