Nor count compartments of the floors, But mount to paradise By the stairway of surprise.

They think him the best dressed man, whose dress is so fit for his use that you cannot notice or remember to describe it.

Heaven walks among us ordinarily muffled in such triple or tenfold disguises that the wisest are deceived and no one suspects the days to be gods.

For every benefit you receive a tax is levied.

The reverence for the Scriptures is an element of civilization, for thus has the history of the world been preserved, and is preserved.

Some of your griefs you have cured, And the sharpest you still have survived, But what torments of grief you've endured From evils that never arrived.

Travel is a fools paradise.