What a heaven is love! O what a hell!
Were there no women, men might live like gods.
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 […]
This principle is old, but true as fate, Kings may love treason, but the traitor […]
This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a threadbare saint in wisdom’s […]
The calmest husbands make the stormiest wives.
Surely man was not created to be an idle fellow; he was not set in […]
Sleep is that golden chain that ties health and our bodies together.
Honest labor bears a lovely face.