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Sleep is that golden chain that ties health and our bodies together.
A mask of gold hides all deformities.
Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, Smiles awake you when you rise.
The calmest husbands make the stormiest wives.
We are ne'er like angels till our passion dies.
This world, after all our science and sciences, is still a miracle; wonderful, inscrutable, magical and more, to whosoever will think of it.
Age is like love, it cannot be hid.
Surely man was not created to be an idle fellow; he was not set in this universal orchard to stand still as a tree.
This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a threadbare saint in wisdom's school.
This principle is old, but true as fate, Kings may love treason, but the traitor hate.
Were there no women, men might live like gods.
Honest labor bears a lovely face.
Arguments, like children, should be like the subject that begets them.
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