“This long disease, my life.”

Men must be taught as if you taught them not, and things unknown proposed as things forgot.

Sleep and death, two twins of winged race, Of matchless swiftness, but of silent pace.

True wit is nature to advantage dressed; What oft was thought, but ne’er so well expressed.

What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn’t much better than tedious disease.

What will a child learn sooner than a song?

O peace! how many wars were waged in thy name.

The only time you run out of chances is when you stop taking them.

A patriot is a fool in ev’ry age.

He who serves his brother best gets nearer God than all the rest.

On life’s vast ocean diversely we sail. Reasons the card, but passion the gale.

What then remains, but well our power to use, And keep good-humor still whate’er we lose? And trust me, dear, good-humor can prevail, When airs, and flights, and screams, and scolding fail.

Tis but a part we see, and not a whole.

An obstinate person does not hold opinions; they hold them.

Blessed is the man who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed was the ninth beatitude.

A youth of frolic, an old age of cards.

In faith and hope the world will disagree, but all mankind’s concern is charity.