Childhood Is Never Troubled With Foresight.

We Relate All Our Afflictions More Frequently Than We Do Our Pleasures.

No Man Is In Love When He Marries. He May Have Loved Before; I Have Even Heard He Has Sometimes Loved After: But At The Time Never. There Is Something In The Formalities Of The Matrimonial Preparations That Drive Away All The Little Cupidons.

I Love And Honour [paulus Aemilius, In Plutarch's Lives], For His Fondness For His Children, Which Instead Of Blushing At, He Avows And Glories In: And That At An Age, When Almost All The Heros And Great Men Thought That To Make Their Children And Family A Secondary Concern, Was The First Proof Of Their Superiority And Greatness Of Soul.

. . . Men Seldom Risk Their Lives Where An Escape Is Without Hope Of Recompense.

A Little Alarm Now And Then Keeps Life From Stagnation.