 Arguments, like children, should be like the subject that begets them. Topics: Children |
| We are ne'er like angels till our passion dies. |
| This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a threadbare saint in wisdom's school. |
| This world, after all our science and sciences, is still a miracle; wonderful, inscrutable, magical and more, to whosoever will think of it. |
| A mask of gold hides all deformities. |
| O what a heaven is love! O what a hell! |
| What a heaven is love! O what a hell! |
| Cast away care, he that loves sorrow Lengthens not a day, nor can buy tomorrow; Money is trash, and he that will spend it, Let him drink merrily, fortune will send it. |
| Surely man was not created to be an idle fellow; he was not set in this universal orchard to stand still as a tree. |
| Age is like love, it cannot be hid. |
| Honest labor bears a lovely face. |
| 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. |
| Sleep is that golden chain that ties health and our bodies together. |
| The calmest husbands make the stormiest wives. |
| Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, Smiles awake you when you rise. |
