People seek within a short span of life to satisfy a thousand desires, each of which is insatiable.
Oliver GoldsmithAnd e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy, The heart distrusting asks if this be joy.
Oliver GoldsmithIn arguing too, the parson own'd his skill, For e'en though vanquish'd he could argue still; While words of learned length and thundering sound Amaz'd the gazing rustics rang'd around; And still they gaz'd, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.
Oliver GoldsmithTo what fortuitous occurrence do we not owe every pleasure and convenience of our lives.
Oliver Goldsmith