'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.

A pretty woman is a welcome guest.

Adversity is the first path to truth.

All who would win joy, must share it; happiness was born a twin.

Always laugh when you can. It is cheap medicine.

And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep.

And when we think we lead, we are most led.

For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause for breath, And love itself have rest.

Hatred is by far the longest pleasure; Men love in haste, but they detest at leisure.

Hatred is the madness of the heart.