Deaf, giddy, helpless, left alone, To all my friends a burden grown; No more I hear my church's bell Than if it rang out for my knell; At thunder now no more I start Than at the rumbling of a cart |
Don't set your wit against a child. |
Every dog must have his day. |
Every man desires to live long, but no man wishes to be old. |
Every one desires to live long, but no one would be old. |
Faith! He must make his stories shorter or change his comrades once a quarter. |
Fine words! I wonder where you stole them |
Flattery is the worst and falsest way of showing our esteem |
For in reason, all government without the consent of the governed is the very definition of slavery. |
For in reason, all government without the consent of the governed is the very definition of slavery. |
For the rest, whatever we have got has been by infinite labor, and search, and ranging through every corner of nature; the difference is that instead of dirt and poison, we have rather chosen to fill our hives with honey and wax, thus furnishing mankind with the two noblest of things, which are sweetness and light. |
Good manners is the art of making those people easy with whom we converse. Whoever makes the fewest people uneasy is the best bred in the room. |
Happiness is a perpetual possession of being well-deceived |
Happiness is the perpetual possession of being well deceived. |
He had been eight years upon a project for extracting sunbeams out of cucumbers, which were to be put into vials hermetically sealed, and let out to warm the air in raw, inclement summers. |