There is nothing so absurd or ridiculous that has not at some time been said by some philosopher.

Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so.

Conscience is a coward, and those faults it has not strength enough to prevent it seldom has justice enough to accuse.

Logicians have but ill defined As rational the human mind; Reason, they say, belongs to man, But let them prove it if they can.

Sweet Auburn, loveliest village of the plain.

Is it that Nature, attentive to the preservation of mankind, increases our wishes to live, while she lessens our enjoyments, and as she robs the senses of every pleasure, equips imag-ination in the spoil?

Ridicule has always been the enemy of enthusiasm, and the only worthy opponent to ridicule is success.