What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.
448
Pleasure's a sin, and sometimes sin's a pleasure.
447
Society is now one polish'd horde, Form'd of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored.
443
Why do they call me misanthrope? Because They hate me, not I them.
396
This is the age of oddities let loose.
393
Alas! They were so young, so beautiful, so lonely, loving, helpless, and the hour was that in which the heart is always full, annd, having o'er itself no further power, prompts deeds eternity can not annul.
380
Be hypocritical, be cautious, be Not what you seem, but always what you see.