Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
No wild enthusiast could rest, till half the world like him was possessed.
We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works die too.
Visits are insatiable devourers of time, and fit only for those who, if they did not that, would do nothing.
To follow foolish precedents, and wink With both our eyes, is easier than to think.
The cares of today are seldom those of tomorrow, and when we lie down at night we may safely say to most of our troubles, "Ye have done your worst, and we shall see you no more."