Of all the affections which attend human life, the love of glory is the most ardent.
There are so few who can grow old with a good grace.
A little in drink, but at all times your faithful husband.
I love to consider an Infidel, whether distinguished by the title of deist, atheist, or free-thinker.
A Daughter: The companion, the friend, and the confidant of her mother, and the object of a pleasure something like the love between the angels to her father.
It is a wonderful thing that so many, and they not reckoned absurd, shall entertain those with whom they converse by giving them the history of their pains and aches and imagine such narrations their quota of conversation.