If he did not succeed, he at least failed in a glorious undertaking.

Imperceptibly the hours glide on, and beguile us as they pass.

There is a good deal in a man's mode of eating.

When a rose dies, a thorn is left behind.

I cannot keep track of all the vagaries of fashion, Every day, so it seems, brings in a different style.

Love will enter cloaked in friendship's name.

Time is a stream which glides smoothly on and is past before we know.