Parents are the last people on earth who ought to have children.
Self-preservation is the first law of nature.
It is a wise tune that knows its own father, and I like my music to be the legitimate offspring of respectable parents.
Work with some men is as besetting a sin as idleness.
Death is only a larger kind of going abroad.
Virtue knows that it is impossible to get on without compromise, and tunes herself, as it were, a trifle sharp to allow for an inevitable fall in playing.