Wine Is A Turncoat; First A Friend

Yes, I Had Two Strings To My Bow; Both Golden Ones, Egad! And Both Cracked.

Considering The Unforeseen Events Of This World, We Should Be Taught That No Human Condition Should Inspire Men With Absolute Despair.

The Good Or Evil We Confer On Others Very Often, I Believe, Recoils On Ourselves; For As Men Of A Benign Disposition Enjoy Their Own Acts Of Beneficence Equally With Those To Whom They Are Done, So There Are Scarce Any Natures So Entirely Diabolical As To Be Capable Of Doing Injuries Without Paying Themselves Some Pangs For The Ruin Which They Bring On Their Fellow-creatures.

There's One Fool At Least In Every Married Couple.

Love: A Word Properly Applied To Our Delight In Particular Kinds Of Food; Sometimes Metaphorically Spoken Of The Favorite Objects Of All Our Appetites.