I Cannot Sleep - Great Joy Is

There Is Something In Age That Ever, Even In Its Own Despite, Must Be Venerable, Must Create Respect And To Have It Ill Treated, Is To Me Worse, More Cruel And Wicked Than Anything On Earth

I Looked About For Some Of My Acquaintance, But In Vain, For I Saw Not One Person That I Knew, Which Is Very Odd, For All The World Seemed There.

Can Any Thing, My Good Sir, Be More Painful To A Friendly Mind Than A Necessity Of Communicating Disagreeable Intelligence? Indeed, It Is Sometimes Difficult To Determine, Whether The Relater Or The Receiver Of Evil Tidings Is Most To Be Pitied.

To Save The Mind From Preying Inwardly Upon Itself, It Must Be Encouraged To Some Outward Pursuit. There Is No Other Way To Elude Apathy, Or Escape Discontent; None Other To Guard The Temper From That Quarrel With Itself, Which Ultimately Ends In Quarreling With All Mankind.

Generosity Without Delicacy, Like Wit Without Judgment, Generally Gives As Much Pain As Pleasure.