No man can be a patriot on an empty stomach.
Still ending, and beginning still.
O Winter, ruler of the inverted year!
Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed.
Not to understand a treasure's worth till time has stole away the slighted good, is cause of half the poverty we feel, and makes the world the wilderness it is.
War's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at.