Blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, and though a late, a sure reward succeeds.
Come, come, leave business to idlers, and wisdom to fools: they have need of 'em: wit be my faculty, and pleasure my occupation, and let father Time shake his glass.
Who pleases one against his will.
Though marriage makes man and wife one flesh, it leaves 'em still two fools.
I find we are growing serious, and then we are in great danger of being dull.
Music has charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. I've read that things inanimate have moved, and, as with living souls, have been inform'd, by magic numbers and persuasive sound.