. . . Imagination took the reins, and Reason, slow-paced, though sure-footed, was unequal to a race with so eccentric and flighty a companion. |
. . . men seldom risk their lives where an escape is without hope of recompense. |
A little alarm now and then keeps life from stagnation. |
But if the young are never tired of erring in conduct, neither are the older in erring of judgment. |
For my part, I confess I seldom listen to the players: one has so much to do, in looking about and finding out one's acquaintance, that, really, one has no time to mind the stage. One merely comes to meet one's friends, and show that one's alive. |
I am ashamed of confessing that I have nothing to confess. |
I am ashamed of confessing that I have nothing to confess. |
I cannot sleep - great joy is as restless as great sorrow |
In the bosom of her respectable family resided Camilla. |
Indeed, the freedom with which Dr Johnson condemns whatever he disapproves is astonishing. |
There is no looking at a building here after seeing Italy. |
Traveling is the ruin of all happiness! There's no looking at a building after seeing Italy. |