My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.
The chain of friendship, however bright, does not stand the attrition of constant close contact.
As good play for nothing, you know, as work for nothing.
Affection can withstand very severe storms of vigor, but not a long polar frost of indifference.
Every hour has its end.
What is a diary as a rule? A document useful to the person who keeps it. Dull to the contemporary who reads it and invaluable to the student, centuries afterwards, who treasures it.