Ambition is a lust that is never quenched, but grows more inflamed and madder by enjoyment. |
Children blessings seem, but torments are;/ When young, our folly, and when old our fear. |
Clocks will go as they are set, but man, irregular man, is never constant, never certain. |
Clocks will go as they are set, but man, irregular man, is never constant, never certain. |
Honest men are the soft, easy cushions on which knaves repose and fatten. |
If we must part forever, Give me but one kind word to think upon, And please myself with, while my heart's breaking. |
Justice is lame as well as blind, amongst us |
Justice is lame as well as blind, amongst us |
Let us embrace, and from this very moment vow an eternal misery together. |
No praying, it spoils business. |
Shining through tears, like April suns in showers, that labor to overcome the cloud that loads em. |