We had no revolutions to fear, nor fatigues to undergo; all our adventures were by the fireside, and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown.
Oliver GoldsmithLike the tiger, that seldom desists from pursuing man after having once preyed upon human flesh, the reader who has once gratified his appetite with calumny makes ever after the most agreeable feast upon murdered reputations!
Oliver GoldsmithAnd still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, that one small head could carry all he knew.
Oliver Goldsmith