Unmissed but by his dogs and by his groom.

How readily we wish time spent revoked, that we might try the ground again where once--through inexperience, as we now perceive--we missed that happiness we might have found!

In indolent vacuity of thought.

Existence is a strange bargain. Life owes us little; we owe it everything. The only true happiness comes from squandering ourselves for a purpose.

Pernicious weed! whose scent the fair annoys, Unfriendly to society's chief joys: Thy worst effect is banishing for hours The sex whose presence civilizes ours.

There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart; he does not feel for man.

Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.