Do you suppose there is any living man so unreasonable that if he found himself stricken with a dangerous ailment he would not anxiously desire to regain the blessing of health?
Often on earth the gentlest heart is fain To feed and banquet on another's woe.
Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.
Great errors seldom originate but with men of great minds.
Mere elegance of language can produce at best but an empty renown.
Wanting is not enough, long and you attain it.