Detested sport, That owes its pleasures to another's pain.
...So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
The only amaranthine flower on earth is virtue; the only lasting treasure, truth.
The beggarly last doit.
O solitude, where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
A self-made man? Yes, and one who worships his creator.